The true test of a man, the beginning of his redemption, actually starts when he can no longer rely on what he’s used all his life. The real journey begins when the false self fails.

She had no images of this love. She could offer no anecdotes. It was a belief rather than a memory.

This was her life. Not the life she had once dreamed of, not a life her younger self would ever have imagined or desired, but the life she was living, with all its complexities. This was her life, built with care and attention, and it was good.

It&#39;s healthy for government to be a kind of moral catalyst, using the bully pulpit of high office.

Written By William Weld

About us

Featured posts

Featured Topics

Quick Links