Justice, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder. Some see an innocent victim. Others will see evil incarnate getting exactly what's deserved.

In the art of war, if you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the approaching battles. But if you know only yourself and not the enemy, for every victory, there will also be defeat.

My father wrote: "Always question where your loyalties lie. The people you trust will expect it, your greatest enemies will desire it, and those you treasure the most, will, without fail, abuse it.

In a race between danger and indecision, the difference between life and death comes down to confidence. Faith in our abilities, certainty in ourselves and the trust we put in others.

Duress impacts relationships in one of two ways. It either tears people apart... binding them tightly in a common objective.

Over time, we commit acts with intentions, either good or bad, that require forgiveness.

There's an old saying about those who cannot remember the past being condemned to repeat it. But those of us who refuse to forget the past are condemned to relive it.

The past is a tricky thing. Sometimes it's etched in stone. And other times, it's rendered in soft memories. But if you meddle too long in deep, dark things... Who knows what monsters you'll awaken?

For the innocent, the past may hold a reward, but for the treacherous it's only a matter of time before the past delivers what they truly deserve.

Some say that our lives are defined by the sum of our choices. But it isn't really our choices that distinguish who we are. It's our commitment to them.

For those who believe in the resurrection, death is inconsequential. In the resurrection, those that were dead live, and those who live believe they shall never die.

What you see is news what you know is background what you feel is opinion.

Enter RUMOUR, painted full of ton

My husband is the only guy I've ever dated where I've never been drunk around him. I couldn't handle dating without drinking in the past.

A dog can't think that much about what he's doing, he just does what feels right.

People are mean and hateful, angry - haters everywhere, stupid blogs.

Every person is a God in embryo. Its only desire is to be born.

Master, don't kill me. Let me live - punish me - torture me - but let me live. I can't face God with all those lives on my conscience, all that blood on my hands.

Every nail driven should be as another rivet in the machine of the universe, you carrying on the work.

(...) You cruel creature, little mite of a thing with a heart the size of a fullstop.

yet it seems Life scarce can cast a fragrance on the wind, Scarce spread a glory to the morning beams, But the torn petals strew the garden plot; And there's but common greenness after that.