The man who kills a man kills a man. The man who kills himself kills all men. As far as he is concerned, he wipes out the world.
Men of science offer us health, an obvious benefit; it is only afterwards that we discover that by health, they mean bodily slavery and spiritual tedium.
The hope is indeed that some will experience and believe: The purpose of a number of spiritual gurus is to demonstrate to God-fearing men faux spirituality.
He died not for men, but for each man. If each man had been the only man made, He would have done no less.
Never blame men, they have too many responsibilities because they live in a country where they are being taught to take up the burden since they get an erection.
Any system which allows men to choose their own future will end by choosing safety and mediocrity, and in such a Reality the stars are out of reach.
when men tarry in the place of prayer with broken hearts and wounded souls thirsty to reach out then revival is at the door post
The pen is mightier than the sword, for by the sword are mortal battles waged, but by the pen entire cultures swayed, eternal societies arrayed, and souls of men saved.
If women and men want to be treated as adults they must begin to act without the childish selfishness that pollutes our world.
Men love women who are courageous for it means they can go all the way with him in his pursuit of his good dreams and intentions.
Confidence thrills men for it means you won’t be fidgety or excessively jealous when the man is in the midst of people especially those of opposite sex.
If you give a man a hammer, he thinks he can solve all problems by pounding. Well, God gave men penises....
Books are the compasses and telescopes and sextants and charts which other men have prepared to help us navigate the dangerous seas of human life.
It's true that when you read YA you rarely have to read about middle-aged men having affairs. Personally I consider that a plus.
The humans were protecting their heritage, or so they thought. Strange that Mud Men seem more concerned about the past than the present.
Whatever Nature has in store for mankind, unpleasant as it may be, men must accept, for ignorance is never better than knowledge.
What a writer has to do is write what hasn't been written before or beat dead men at what they have done.
I lay it down as a fact that if all men knew what others say of them, there would not be four friends in the world.
Men are more resilient than that, I think. Our belief is often strongest when it should be weakest. That is the nature of hope.
What cruel creatures men are. Our bodies tell us to love so many, but there's room in our hearts for so few.
There is a quality about women who choose men sparingly; it appears in their walk in their eyes in their laughter and in their gentle hearts.
