The poor disgust us because they are us, shorn of our illusions. They show us what we’d look like without our fine clothes. How’d we smell without perfume.
Who are we? We have no names, no family. Every one of us is poor and powerless. And yet together, we can overthrow an empire.
Hypocrisy is a boil. Lancing a boil is never pleasant.
Congress does not require desire on the woman’s part, only patience.
A true leader avails himself of the wisest counsel he can.
Wars teach people to obey the sword, not the gods.
There’s so much good in all of us. The best we can do is to help each other bring it out.
The love between a man and wife is sacred. It reflects the love the gods have for all of us. But sin leads us away from the sacred. And only confession can purge sin.
I tell them no one’s special and they think I’m special for telling them so.
