Pastoral Resources

I believe that writers, unless they consider themselves terribly exquisite, are at heart people who live by night, a little bit outside society, moving between delinquency and conformity.

My parents were founders of the Cuban Communist Party, and I grew up extremely poor.

My mother had been educated at a convent, and she had been converted to communism by my father during Stalin's most rampant period, at the beginning of the 1930s. So she had two gods, God in heaven and god on earth.

And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.

The greatest test of courage on earth is to bear defeat without losing heart.

What light is to the eyes - what air is to the lungs - what love is to the heart, liberty is to the soul of man.

A fact never went into partnership with a miracle. Truth scorns the assistance of wonders. A fact will fit every other fact in the universe, and that is how you can tell whether it is or is not a fact. A lie will not fit anything except another lie.

There can be but little liberty on earth while men worship a tyrant in heaven.

But to say that Sarah Palin and the tea party movement is responsible for vandalism or threats is just a way to dismiss the American people and, and their dissatisfaction with this health care bill.

The National Socialist Party in Austria never tried to hide its inclination for a greater Germany.

We had some major successes and we did so because the country embraced the spirit of Earth Day and embraced this concept that we have to have forward-looking, visionary environmental policy and energy policy in this country.

On Earth, we still have a beautiful atmosphere that precisely maintains a thermally driven climatic system that shelters, shields and sustains our natural treasures.

I lead no party; I follow no leader. I have given the best part of my life to careful study of Islam, its law and polity, its culture, its history and its literature.

When truth has no burning, then it is philosophy, when it gets burning from the heart, it becomes poetry.

Since love first made the breast an instrument Of fierce lamenting, by its flame my heart Was molten to a mirror, like a rose I pluck my breast apart, that I may hang This mirror in your sight.

Thou art not for the earth, nor for the Heaven the world is for thee, thou art not for the world.

The thing which grieves and oppresses my heart with respect to poor Scotland, is the hardness of heart manifest in the levity and cruelty with which they speak of others.

The Evangelical party in the Church of Scotland will lay all flat if they be not prevented.

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

He is the true enchanter, whose spell operates, not upon the senses, but upon the imagination and the heart.