One of the ways in which parenting is a learning experience and an opportunity for moral growth is that we learn as parents that we don't choose the kind of child that we have.

The way things are does not determine the way they ought to be

Self-knowledge is like lost innocence; however unsettling you find it, it can never be 'unthought' or 'unknown'.

The simplest way of understanding justice is giving people what they deserve. This idea goes back to Aristotle. The real difficulty begins with figuring out who deserves what and why.

Democracy does not require perfect equality, but it does require that citizens share in a common life.

To argue about justice is unavoidably to argue about virtues, about substantive moral and even spiritual questions.

Whether you're a libertarian liberal or a more egalitarian liberal, the idea is that justice means being non-judgmental with respect to the preferences people bring to public life.

I think too often in our society parents, who may have good impulses, overreach and try to mold and shape and direct their child.

Aiming at giving our kids a competitive edge in a consumer society - that, in principle, is a goal that is limitless.

You can't go wrong with fish and chips.

What intrigued me most was not the technology as such but the questions about the human goods, the fundamental human values and virtues that are raised by debates over biotechnology.

We're more concerned about our own "victory" over sin than we are about the fact that our sins grieve God's heart.

Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist.

Human bodies are such garbage bags.

Hang sorrow care'll kill a cat.

Envy lies between two beings equal in nature though unequal in circumstances.

The country is split. There are - more people voting for Hillary Clinton than Donald Trump, but he's the president.

I could remember the house on Lexington Street, where the mortgage hung over our heads almost as tangibly as the roof, and we still managed to enjoy life.

If you ask me about women's lib, I say I don't even know what that is.

Water inflated the belly Of Hart Crane, and of Shelley. Coleridge was a dope. Southwell died on a rope.