Without pain, without sacrifice, we would be nothing

It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.

Love the Lord your God, and love one another.
Love one another as he loves.
Love with strength and purpose and passion
and no matter what comes against you, don't weaken.
Stand against the darkness, and love.
That's the way back into Eden.
That's the way back to life.

There isn't anyone to help you. Only me. And I'm the Beast . . . Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! . . . You knew, didn't you? I'm part of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason why it's no go? Why things are the way they are?

Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man's heart, and the fall through the air of a true, wise friend called Piggy.

I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.

You make the decision: Whom did God punish?

If you were to rush in to this room right now and announce that you had struck a deal-with God, Allah, Buddha, Christ, Krishna, Bill Gates, whomever - in which the ten years since my diagnosis could be magically taken away, traded in for ten more years as the person I was before, I would, without a moment's hesitation, tell you to take a hike.

The ancient teachers of this science promised impossibilities, & performed nothing.  The modern masters promise very little..  but these philosophers, whose hands seem only made to dabble in dirt, & their eyes to pore over the microscope or crucible, have indeed performed miracles.  They penetrate into the recesses of nature, & show how she works in her hiding places.. they have discovered how the blood circulates, & the nature of the air we breathe, & they have acquired new & almost unlimited powers.