Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song.
The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves happy. The amount of work is the same.
To make our way we must have firm resolve persistence tenacity. We must gear ourselves to work hard all the way. We can never let up.
We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same.
Because all of us believe and understand in the fabric of the common bond of why we call ourselves American is to care for the men and women who wear the uniform and when they take off the uniform we care for them when they are veterans.
Breast cancer is not just a disease that strikes at women. It strikes at the very heart of who we are as women: how others perceive us how we perceive ourselves how we live work and raise our families-or whether we do these things at all.
Black women are programmed to define ourselves within this male attention and to compete with each other for it rather than to recognize and move upon our common interests.
Women need real moments of solitude and self-reflection to balance out how much of ourselves we give away.
The most excellent and divine counsel the best and most profitable advertisement of all others but the least practiced is to study and learn how to know ourselves. This is the foundation of wisdom and the highway to whatever is good.
We don't receive wisdom we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.
Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war.
We women are constantly at war with our bodies it is hard to find amnesty for ourselves.
The natural principle of war is to do the most harm to our enemy with the least harm to ourselves and this of course is to be effected by stratagem.
Virtue is a state of war and to live in it we have always to combat with ourselves.
I worked night and day for twelve years to prevent the war but I could not. The North was mad and blind would not let us govern ourselves and so the war came.
We used to wonder where war lived what it was that made it so vile. And now we realize that we know where it lives... inside ourselves.
It is our duty still to endeavor to avoid war but if it shall actually take place no matter by whom brought on we must defend ourselves. If our house be on fire without inquiring whether it was fired from within or without we must try to extinguish it.
Only when we realize that there is no eternal unchanging truth or absolute truth can we arouse in ourselves a sense of intellectual responsibility.
Let us begin by committing ourselves to the truth to see it like it is and tell it like it is to find the truth to speak the truth and to live the truth.
When we believe ourselves in possession of the only truth we are likely to be indifferent to common everyday truths.
There are few things in which we deceive ourselves more than in the esteem we profess to entertain for our firends. It is little better than a piece of quackery. The truth is we think of them as we please that is as they please or displease us.
Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But it's usually too battered with rules to be heard and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move. We cripple ourselves with lies.
We occasionally stumble over the truth but most of us pick ourselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened.
Every truth has two sides it is as well to look at both before we commit ourselves to either.