When Statesmen Forsake Their Own

This Account Of Him [thomas More] Developed As I Wrote: What First Attracted Me Was A Person Who Could Not Be Accused Of Any Incapacity For Life, Who Indeed Seized Life In Great Variety And Almost Greedy Quantities, Who Nevertheless Found Something In Himself Without Which Life Was Valueless And When That Was Denied Him Was Able To Grasp His Death.

Death Comes For Us All. Even For Kings He Comes.

When Statesmen Forsake Their Own Private Conscience For The Sake Of Their Public Duties, They Lead Their Country By A Short Route To Chaos.

If We Lived In A State Where Virtue Was Profitable, Common Sense Would Make Us Good, And Greed Would Make Us Saintly. And We'd Live Like Animals Or Angels In The Happy Land That /needs/ No Heroes. But Since In Fact We See That Avarice, Anger, Envy, Pride, Sloth, Lust And Stupidity Commonly Profit Far Beyond Humility, Chastity, Fortitude, Justice And Thought, And Have To Choose, To Be Human At All... Why Then Perhaps We /must/ Stand Fast A Little --even At The Risk Of Being Heroes.

I Wish We Could All Have Good Luck, All The Time! I Wish We Had Wings! I Wish Rain Water Was Beer!