"Those who would give up Essential Liberty to purchase a little Temporary Safety, deserve neither Liberty nor Safety." Ben Franklin.
Out of the deep silence crept the moon. A shimmering, shaven face, and I glanced at it a moment and turned away somewhat reluctantly. Because suddenly, I realized that its presence was taken for granted by me and I would live to see many more of the same. I grew up with the sounds and sights of the outside; the frosty December mornings, smoke-ice flowing from your speech. I grew up with many a silver sheened moon. Thinking only of those past ones, I recognize that the moon has not changed, as timeless as it seems, and yet I have suddenly realized that it is not the same. Once I viewed it with the awe and wonder-filled eyes-the curiosity of a child-and it smiled then. Now I gaze at it, once again, with wonder and curiosity, and the questions I asked then have not changed. Why does it exist? For whom? And how? I raise my eyes to its magnificence and all of those brethren surrounding it and those same questions arise again and again. The answers are as distant as the moon is itself. I do not despair, yet the wonder and somewhat incomprehensibleness makes me feel small and petty-and in silence I gaze and gaze-eyes reflecting its full radiance.
My troubles fade quickly, like a low hung fog, when I am kissed by the sunburst of Her Love. She is like the life giving, golden, sunbeam on my withering limbs; She is gentle , like a cool breath of wind, She brings me the calm of a peaceful evening, settling on the confusion of mass transit.
Smiling like a blooming rose, full and beautiful in its oneness and color, yellows, and reds, and white; She settles lightly on my spirit, as lightly as a raindrop on a blade of grass; a butterfly on a blooming flower; a nursing mother on Her newborn brood, and when She kisses me with Her flawless heart, I tremble with Life and wonder at so powerful, yet gentle, feelings we share; each new day is
Refreshed
And made clean and clear as the earth and trees and grasses after an early morning rain
Being a minority, even a minority of one, did not make you mad. There was truth and there was untruth, and if you clung to the truth even against the whole world, you were not mad. The obvious, the silly, and the true had to be defended. Truisms are true, hold on to that! The solid world exists, its laws do not change. Stones are hard, water is wet, objects unsupported fall towards the earth's center. With the feeling that he was speaking directly to O'Brien, and also that he was setting forth an important axiom, Winston wrote:Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows. -Orwell
I apprehend no danger to our country from a foreign foe... Our destruction, should it come at all, will be from another quarter. From the inattention of the people to the concerns of their government, from their carelessness and negligence, I must confess that I do apprehend some danger.-Daniel Webster
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