My friends and my road-fellows, pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion. Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave, eats a bread it does not harvest, and drinks a wine that flows not from its own winepress. Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero, and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful. Pity the nation that raises not its voice save when it walks in a funeral, boasts not except among its ruins, and will rebel not save when its neck is laid between the sword and the block. Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox, whose philosopher is a juggler, and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking. Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpetings, and farewells him with hootings, only to welcome another with trumpetings again. Pity the nation divided into fragments, each fragment deeming itself a nation.
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In commemoration of the fact that France was our ally in securing independence the citizens of that nation joined with the citizens of the United States in placing in New York harbor an heroic statue representing Liberty enlightening the world. What course shall our nation pursue? Send the statue of Liberty back to France and borrow from England a statue of William the Conqueror?
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Difficulties show men what they are. In case of any difficulty remember that God has pitted you against a rough antagonist that you may be a conqueror, and this cannot be without toil.
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What is called vainglory is self-satisfaction, nourished by nothing but the good opinion of the multitude, so that when that is withdrawn, the satisfaction, that is to say, the chief good which every one loves, ceases. For this reason those who glory in the good opinion of the multitude anxiously and with daily care strive, labour, and struggle to preserve their fame. For the multitude is changeable and fickle, so that fame, if it be not preserved, soon passes away. As every one, moreover, is desirous to catch the praises of the people, one person will readily destroy the fame of another; and, consequently, as the object of contention is what is commonly thought to be the highest good, a great desire arises on the part of every one to keep down his fellows by every possible means, and he who at last comes off conqueror boasts more because he has injured another person than because he has profited himself. This glory of self-satisfaction, therefore, is indeed vain, for it is really no glory.
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Life yields only to the conqueror. Never accept what can be gained by giving in. You will be living off stolen goods, and your muscles will atrophy.
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Who would not rather have the fame of Archimedes than that of his conqueror Marcellus?
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The conqueror and king in each of us is the Knower of truth. Let that Knower awaken in us and drive the horses of the mind, emotions, and physical body on the pathway which that king has chosen.
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The conqueror and king in each one of us is the knower of truth. Let the knower awaken in us and drive the horses of the mind, emotions, and physical body on the pathway which that king has chosen.
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The conqueror at least; who, ere Time renders His last award, will have the long grass grow...
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This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.
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Kill one man and you are a murderer. Kill millions and you are a conqueror. Kill all and you are a God.
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Your responsibility as a parent is not as great as you might imagine. You need not supply the world with the next conqueror of disease or major motion-picture star. If your child simply grows up to be someone who does not use the word collectible as a noun, you can consider yourself an unqualified success.
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A man who has been the indisputable favorite of his mother keeps for life the feeling of a conqueror.
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Difficulties show men what they are. In case of any difficulty, God has pitted you against a rough antagonist that you may be a conqueror, and this cannot be without toil.
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A sub-clerk in the post-office is the equal of a conqueror if consciousness is common to them.
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Kill one man, and you are a murderer. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill them all, and you are a god.
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Then hail! thou noble conqueror! That, when tyranny oppressed, hewed for our fathers from the wild. A land wherein to rest.
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This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.
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PAUL: Kill a man and you're a murderer. Kill thousands and you're a conqueror. Kill everyone and you're a god. ELISABETH: I don't think God exists. PAUL: We shall see.
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This England never did, nor never shall,
Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.
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Kill 1-20 and you're a Murderer Kill 30 - 1000 and you're a Terrorist Kill 10.000 - 20 million and you're a Conqueror/Dictator Kill Everyone and you're God
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Forgivness is The ultimate sacrifice. Eloquence belongs, To the conqueror.
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In this life, Christ is an example, showing us how to live in his death, he is a sacrifice, satisfying for our sins in his resurrection, a conqueror in his ascentions, a kind in his intercession, a high priest.
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Death makes no conquest of this conqueror: For now he lives in fame, though not in life.
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No man is such a conqueror, as the one that has defeated himself.
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The greatest conqueror is he who overcomes the enemy without a blow.
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