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"There is a blessed necessity by which the interest of men is always driving them to the right; and, again, making all crime mean and ugly."
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"Because of our interconnectedness we all know that extreme poverty and exclusionary practices are violations against the basic dignity of people."
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"God befriend us as our cause is just!"
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"What is equity? It is the quality of citizens of a given society to relate to each other in fairness and impartiality."
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"Always seek justice, but love only mercy. To love justice and hate mercy is but a doorway to more injustice."
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"They questioned us but they were polite because we had passports and money. I do not think they believed a word of the story and I thought it was silly but it was like a law-court. You did not want something reasonable, you wanted something technical and then stuck to it without explanations."
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"Are the gods not just?' 'Oh no, child. What would become of us if they were?"
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"If we take the widest and wisest view of a Cause, there is no such thing as a Lost Cause because there is no such thing as a Gained Cause. We fight for lost causes because we know that our defeat and dismay may be the preface to our successors' victory, though that victory itself will be temporary; we fight rather to keep something alive than in the expectation that anything will triumph."
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"Take from a man his freedom or his goods and you may have taken his innocence, almost his humanity, as well."
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"The only thing you can justifiably claim that life owes you is an equal measure of what you have given out. And even that is debatable."
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"A King will have his way in his own hall, be it folly or wisdom."
Leadership

"I pity snails, and all that carry their homes on their backs."
Nature

"I may be a burglar...but I'm an honest one, I hope, more or less."
Morality

"Old wives keep in memory word of things that once were needful for the wise to know."
Poetry

"How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep."
Healing

"Bilbo Baggins was standing at his door after breakfast smoking an enormous long wooden pipe that reached nearly down to his woolly toes (neatly brushed)-Gandalf came by."
Fiction

"After some time he felt for his pipe. It was not broken, and that was something. Then he felt for his pouch, and there was some tobacco in it, and that was something more. Then he felt for matches and he could not find any at all, and that shattered his hopes completely."
Despair

"I perceived or thought of the Light of God and in it suspended one small mote (or millions of motes to only one of which was my small mind directed), glittering white because of the individual ray from the Light which both held and lit it...And the ray was the Guardian Angel of the mote: not a thing interposed between God and the creature, but God's very attention itself, personalized...This is a finite parallel to the Infinite. As the love of the Father and Son (who are infinite and equal) is a Person, so the love and attention of the Light to the Mote is a person (that is both with us and in Heaven): finite but divine, i.e. angelic."
Spiritual

"Faerie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary and dungeons for the overbold...The realm of fairy-story is wide and deep and high and filled with many things: all manner of beasts and birds are found there; shoreless seas and stars uncounted; beauty that is an enchantment, and an ever-present peril; both joy and sorrow as sharp as swords. In that realm a man may, perhaps, count himself fortunate to have wandered, but its very richness and strangeness tie the tongue of a traveller who would report them. And while he is there it is dangerous for him to ask too many questions, lest the gates should be shut and the keys be lost."
Fantasy

"Each day before the end of eveshe sought her lover, nor would him leave,until the stars were dimmed, and daycame glimmering eastward silver-grey.Then trembling-veiled she would appear,and dance before him, half in fear;there flitting just before his feetshe gently chid with laughter sweet:'Come! dance now, Beren, dance with me!For fain thy dancing I would see!"
Poetry
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