"on the steps of the scaffold death tears off the mask that has been worn through life, and the real visage is disclosed.
“This, you see, is the danger of children: they are ambushes, each and every one of them. A person may look at someone else's child and see only the surface, the shiny shoes or the perfect curls. They do not see the tears and the tantrums, the late nights, the sleepless hours, the worry. They do not even really see the love, not really. It can be easy, when looking at children from the outside, the believe that they are things, dolls designed and programmed by their parents to behave in one manner, following one set of rules. It can be easy, when standing on the lofty shores of adulthood, not to remember that every adult was once a child, with ideas and ambitions of their own.
It can be easy, in the end, to forget that children are people, and that people will do what people will do, the consequences be damned.”
― Down Among the Sticks and Bones
It can be easy, in the end, to forget that children are people, and that people will do what people will do, the consequences be damned.”
― Down Among the Sticks and Bones
“That contraption -- listen, Brother, they claim it thinks. I didn't believe it at first. Thought, implying rational principle, implying soul. Can the principle of a 'thinking machine' -- man-made -- be a rational soul? Bah! It seemed a thoroughly pagan notion at first. But do you know what?"
"Father?"
"Nothing could be that perverse without premeditation! It must think! It knows good and evil, I tell you, and it chose the latter.”
― A Canticle for Leibowitz
"Father?"
"Nothing could be that perverse without premeditation! It must think! It knows good and evil, I tell you, and it chose the latter.”
― A Canticle for Leibowitz
“I mean Jesus never asked a man to do a damn thing that Jesus didn’t do.”
― A Canticle for Leibowitz
― A Canticle for Leibowitz
“Fire, loveliest of the four elements of the world, and yet an element too in Hell. While it burned adoringly in the core of the Temple, it had also scorched the life from a city, this night, and spewed its venom over the land. How strange of God to speak from a burning bush, and of Man to make a symbol of Heaven into a symbol of Hell.”
― A Canticle for Leibowitz
― A Canticle for Leibowitz
“If you try to save wisdom until the world is wise, Father, the world will never have it.”
― A Canticle for Leibowitz
― A Canticle for Leibowitz
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