The problem with a man is, he is no more a child.
Man is a phase of nature, and only as he is related to nature does he matter, does he have any account whatever above the dust.
If we do not know ourselves to be full of pride, ambition, lust, weakness, misery, and injustice, we are indeed blind. And if, knowing this, we do not desire deliverance, what can we say of a man…?
the man in black travels with your soul in his pocket.
Man’s creation – with use clearly decreases,
It but fulfillment of want and desire please;
God’s Creation – but with use increases,
It the fulfillment of love, truly never ceases.
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But you know that any showing of such an innovation is apt to start gossip. Just why, I don’t know. It, though, is a trait of Mankind only. Animals don’t ‘bloom’ out so abruptly. You can hunt through Biology, Zoology or any similar study, and find but slow, -awfully slow,- adaptations toward any form of variation. Hurrying was not known until Man got around.
Every man is an author – an author of his state.
Waiting, he thought, was the most miserable condition a man could find himself in. His whole life, he had been waiting for one thing or another.
There are three stupids:
A woman who thinks she does not deserve more, a man who believes he is superior, and a God who considers himself always right.
Man is smart – If money would have grown on trees, we would have used green leaves as money.