The kosmos works by harmony of tensions, like lyre and bow. Good and evil are one. On the one hand God sees all as well, fair, and good; on the other hand a human being sees injustice here, justice there. Justice in our minds is strife. We cannot hel...
We also must pull from our highest ideals of justice and protect against those ills that destabilized our economy - like predatory lending, over-leveraged financial institutions and the unchecked avarice of the past that trumped fairness and common s...
We spend millions of dollars every year just for the right to pay our taxes, but once again, do we really need to do that? Why don't we simplify it? And I've certainly looked at fair tax, I've looked at flat tax, and if I get to the U.S. Senate, I'd ...
It strikes me as a sound, honest statement for a prospective voter to say: 'Look, I haven't given this election a minute's thought, and it's just not fair for me to cancel out the vote of someone who actually gives a damn.' Indeed, it's not just soun...
I've been through my fair share of highs and lows. Yes, I've been written off, and it amazes me, and it amuses me, also, when I'm written off by the press cause then I tell them that's just the lull before the storm. And every time I've been down, I'...
Title card: There was a land of cavaliers and cotton fields called the old south. Here in this pretty world gallantry took its last bow. Here was the last ever to be seen of knights and their ladies fair. Of master and of slave. Look for it only in b...
Bilbo Baggins: Why don't we have a game of riddles and if I win, you show me the way out of here? Gollum: And if he loses? What then? Well if he loses precious then we eats it! If Baggins loses we eats it whole! Bilbo Baggins: Fair enough.
Samuel Ludlow: [singing] As evening fell, a maiden stood, at the edge of a wood, in her hands laid the reins, of a stallion, and near I've seen, a girl as fair, heard a gentle voice anywhere, whisper, alas, she belong, belong to another, another, for...
King Arthur: O Knights of Ni, you are just and fair, and we will return with a shrubbery. Leader of The Knights who say NI!: One that looks nice. King Arthur: Of course. Leader of The Knights who say NI!: And not too expensive. King Arthur: Yes.
[repeated lines] Chuck Yeager: Hey, Ridley, ya got any Beeman's? Jack Ridley: Yeah, I think I got me a stick. Chuck Yeager: Loan me some, will ya? I'll pay ya back later. Jack Ridley: Fair enough.
The only reason I felt like I could sing a song like 'Blown Away' is because I have definitely lived through my fair share of trips to the cellar in the spring. We were no stranger to that. I still ask my mom, 'Is the cellar cleaned out now? Is every...
My mom told me to stay away from gangs. But if you're asking me about immigration reform, it must accomplish two objectives: Border security must be first, and it must be more than a promise. We have to import workers, not welfare. Anyone who wants t...
Villagers: [singing:] It's know no wonder that her name means beauty / her looks have got no parallel / But behind that fair façade / I'm afraid she's rather odd / Very different from the rest of us / She's nothing like the rest of us / Yes, differe...
I'm not a malicious person. When you get past the tattoos and leather, I give people a fair shake. There are periods when I've sowed some wild oats, no doubt about it. And I can party with some of the heavyweights. There are some stories about me tha...
In your experiment on life and love, I was the price you paid...and the one whom you hurt...I was your lab rat and you injected me with rejection o see how you'd fair, but the winds blew not in your favor so in my lament and despair you've returned t...
If an enemy is annoying you by playing well, consider adopting his strategy.
Those who play the game do not see as clearly as those who watch.
Did I tell you what happened at the play? We were at the back of the theatre, standing there in the dark, when all of a sudden I feel one of 'em tug at my sleeve, whispers, "Trudy look!" I said, "Yeah, goosebumps. You definitely got goosebumps. You l...
Stories are verbal acts of hospitality.
Come oh come ye tea-thirsty restless ones -- the kettle boils, bubbles and sings, musically.
My destiny plays with me in such a way I feel I play with my destiny.
