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“Simply because we were licked a hundred years before we started is no reason for us not to try to win.”
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

“Other people are going to find healing in your wounds. Your greatest life messages and your most effective ministry will come out of your deepest hurts.”
― Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth Am I Here for?

“Experience is not what happens to you. It is what you do with what happens to you. Don’t waste your pain; use it to help others.”
― Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth Am I Here for?

“God intentionally allows you to go through painful experiences to equip you for ministry to others.”
― Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth Am I Here for?

“Selfish Apologies Aren’t Apologies at All”
― Miles Anthony Smith, Why Leadership Sucks™ Volume 1: Fundamentals of Level 5 Leadership and Servant Leadership

“Abdication Isn’t Empowerment”
― Miles Anthony Smith, Why Leadership Sucks™ Volume 1: Fundamentals of Level 5 Leadership and Servant Leadership

“Being others-focused instead of self-focused changes your worldview. Living in a selfless manner and seeking to help others enriches our very existence on a daily basis. Get your hands dirty once in a while by serving in a capacity that is lower than your position or station in life. This keeps you tethered to the real world and grounded to reality, which should make it harder to be prideful and forget where you came from.”
― Miles Anthony Smith, Why Leadership Sucks™ Volume 1: Fundamentals of Level 5 Leadership and Servant Leadership

“Finish Well; Anyone Can Start Well”
― Miles Anthony Smith, Why Leadership Sucks™ Volume 1: Fundamentals of Level 5 Leadership and Servant Leadership

“If you can’t handle others’ disapproval, then leadership isn’t for you.”
― Miles Anthony Smith, Why Leadership Sucks™ Volume 1: Fundamentals of Level 5 Leadership and Servant Leadership

“We have all been called to be foot-washers".

~R. Alan Woods [2006]”
― R. Alan Woods, The Journey Is The Destination: A Photo Journal

“The best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter.”
― Winston S. Churchill

“people seemed to hold that the one sole end of the entire establishment of public office was to elect one man like Sheriff Hampton big enough or at least with sense and character enough to run the county and then fill the rest of the jobs with cousins and inlaws who had failed to make a living at everything else they ever tried.”
― William Faulkner, Intruder in the Dust

“You see?’ his uncle said. ‘He has nothing against what he calls niggers. If you ask him, he will probably tell you he likes them even better than some white folks he knows and he will believe it. They are probably constantly beating him out of a few cents here and there in his store and probably even picking up things—packages of chewing gum or bluing or a banana or a can of sardines or a pair of shoelaces or a bottle of hair-straightener—under their coats and aprons and he knows it; he probably even gives them things free of charge—the bones and spoiled meat out of his butcher’s icebox and spoiled candy and lard. All he requires is that they act like niggers. Which is exactly what Lucas is doing: blew his top and murdered a white man—which Mr Lilley is probably convinced all Negroes want to do—and now the white people will take him out and burn him, all regular and in order and themselves acting exactly as he is convinced Lucas would wish them to act: like white folks; both of them observing implicitly the rules: the nigger acting like a nigger and the white folks acting like white folks and no real hard feelings on either side (since Mr Lilley is not a Gowrie) once the fury is over; in fact Mr Lilley would probably be one of the first to contribute cash money toward Lucas’ funeral and the support of his widow and children if he had them. Which proves again how no man can cause more grief than that one clinging blindly to the vices of his ancestors.”
― William Faulkner, Intruder in the Dust

“My pistol is a fawty-one Colt,’ Lucas said. Which it would be; the only thing he hadn’t actually known was the calibre—that weapon workable and efficient and well cared for yet as archaic peculiar and unique as the gold toothpick, which had probably (without doubt) been old Carothers McCaslin’s pride a half century ago. ‘All right,’ he said. ‘Then what?’ ‘He wasn’t shot with no fawty-one Colt.”
― William Faulkner, Intruder in the Dust

“It’s all now you see. Yesterday wont be over until tomorrow and tomorrow began ten thousand years ago. For every Southern boy fourteen years old, not once but whenever he wants it, there is the instant when it’s still not yet two oclock on that July afternoon in 1863, the brigades are in position behind the rail fence, the guns are laid and ready in the woods and the furled flags are already loosened to break out and Pickett himself with his long oiled ringlets and his hat in one hand probably and his sword in the other looking up the hill waiting for Longstreet to give the word and it’s all in the balance, it hasn’t happened yet, it hasn’t even begun yet, it not only hasn’t begun yet but there is still time for it not to begin against that position and those circumstances which made more men than Garnett and Kemper and Armstead and Wilcox look grave yet it’s going to begin, we all know that, we have come too far with too much at stake and that moment doesn’t need even a fourteen-year-old boy to think This time. Maybe this time with all this much to lose and all this much to gain: Pennsylvania, Maryland, the world, the golden dome of Washington itself to crown with desperate and unbelievable victory the desperate gamble, the cast made two years ago; or to anyone who ever sailed even a skiff under a quilt sail, the moment in 1492 when somebody thought This is it: the absolute edge of no return, to turn back now and make home or sail irrevocably on and either find land or plunge over the world’s roaring rim.”
― William Faulkner, Intruder in the Dust

“...no man can cause more grief than the one clinging blindly to the vices of his ancesters.”
― William Faulkner, Intruder in the Dust

“It's all now you see. Yesterday won't be over until tomorrow and tomorrow began ten thousand years ago. For every Southern boy fourteen years old, not once but whenever he wants it, there is the instant when it's still not yet two o'clock on that July afternoon in 1863, the brigades are in position behind the rail fence, the guns are laid and ready in the woods and the furled flags are already loosened to break out and Pickett himself with his long oiled ringlets and his hat in one hand probably and his sword in the other looking up the hill waiting for Longstreet to give the word and it's all in the balance, it hasn't happened yet, it hasn't even begun yet, it not only hasn't begun yet but there is still time for it not to begin against that position and those circumstances which made more men than Garnett and Kemper and Armistead and Wilcox look grave yet it's going to begin, we all know that, we have come too far with too much at stake and that moment doesn't need even a fourteen-year-old boy to think This time. Maybe this time with all this much to lose than all this much to gain: Pennsylvania, Maryland, the world, the golden dome of Washington itself to crown with desperate and unbelievable victory the desperate gamble, the cast made two years ago; or to anyone who ever sailed a skiff under a quilt sail, the moment in 1492 when somebody thought This is it: the absolute edge of no return, to turn back now and make home or sail irrevocably on and either find land or plunge over the world's roaring rim.”
― William Faulkner, Intruder in the Dust

“Some things you must always be unable to bear. Some things you must never stop refusing to bear. Injustice and outrage and dishonor and shame. No matter how young you are or how old you have got. Not for kudos and not for cash: your picture in the paper nor money in the bank either. Just refuse to bear them.”
― William Faulkner, Intruder in the Dust

“We sleep safely at night because rough men stand ready to visit violence on those who would harm us.”
― Winston S. Churchill

“Everyone is in favor of free speech. Hardly a day passes without its being extolled, but some people's idea of it is that they are free to say what they like, but if anyone else says anything back, that is an outrage.”
― Winston Churchill

“You will never reach your destination if you stop and throw stones at every dog that barks.”
― Winston S. Churchill

“From now on, ending a sentence with a preposition is something up with which I will not put.”
― Winston S. Churchill

“I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat.”
― Winston S. Churchill, The Second World War: Alone

“When there is no enemy within, the enemies outside cannot hurt you.”
― Winston S. Churchill

“We contend that for a nation to try to tax itself into prosperity is like a man standing in a bucket and trying to lift himself up by the handle.”
― Winston S. Churchill

“Many forms of Government have been tried, and will be tried in this world of sin and woe. No one pretends that democracy is perfect or all-wise. Indeed, it has been said that democracy is the worst form of Government except for all those other forms that have been tried from time to time.”
― Winston S. Churchill, Churchill Speaks: Collected Speeches in Peace and War, 1897-1963

“There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man.”
― Winston S. Churchill

“When you get a thing the way you want it, leave it alone.”
― Winston Churchill

“The truth is incontrovertible. Malice may attack it, ignorance may deride it, but in the end, there it is.”
― Winston S. Churchill

“Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few.”
― Winston Churchill