A Quaint Conceit, Don't You

Fanatics Can Justify Practically Any Atrocity To Themselves. The More Untenable Their Position Becomes, The Harder They Hold To It, And The Worse The Things They Are Willing To Do To Support It.

I Think I Know Why You Never Married, Sarah." "well, And I Reckoned If I Wanted Something That'd Come And Go As He Pleased, Take Me For Granted, And Ignore Me When He Chose, I'd Get A Cat. And If I Wanted Something I'd Always Have To Be Picking Up After, Getting Into Trouble, But Slavishly Devoted, I'd Get A Dog.

We're None Of Us Quite So Sure Of Our Place In The World That We Can't Be Rocked Off Our Feet By Bad Times. It's The Getting Back Up Again That Counts. Not That You Fall, But Getting Back Up Again Counts For More In The Long Run.

The People Who Keep Coping, Keep Trying, No Matter How Many Blows Fate Takes At Them. Nobody'll Make A Song About Them, But They're Heroes All The Same.

Honor Was Never Taking The Easy Way When It Was Also The Wrong One. Never Telling A Falsehood Unless The Truth Was Painful And Unnecessary, Or A Lie Was Necessary To Save Others. Never Manipulating The Truth To Serve Only Yourself. Protecting The Weak And Helpless; Standing Fast Even When Fear Made You Weak. Keeping Your Word.