Crime when it succeeds is called virtue.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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Successful and fortunate crime is called virtue.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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My Antipathy
I have a heartfelt aversion for crime,--a twofold aversion,
Since 'tis the reason why man prates about virtue so much.
"What! thou hatest, then, virtue?"--I would that by all it were practised,
So that, God willing, no man ever need speak of it more.
poem by Friedrich Schiller
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I believe every chess player senses beauty, when he succeeds in creating situations, which contradict the expectations and the rules, and he succeeds in mastering this situation.
quote by Vladimir Kramnik
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The Survivor
I am twenty-four
led to slaughter
I survived.
The following are empty synonyms:
man and beast
love and hate
friend and foe
darkness and light.
The way of killing men and beasts is the same
I've seen it:
truckfuls of chopped-up men
who will not be saved.
Ideas are mere words:
virtue and crime
truth and lies
beauty and ugliness
courage and cowardice.
Virtue and crime weigh the same
I've seen it:
in a man who was both
criminal and virtuous.
I seek a teacher and a master
may he restore my sight hearing and speech
may he again name objects and ideas
may he separate darkness from light.
I am twenty-four
led to slaughter
I survived.
Translated by Adam Czerniawski
poem by Tadeusz Ròzewicz
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Ode V: On Love Of Praise
I.
Of all the springs within the mind
Which prompt her steps in fortune's maze,
From none more pleasing aid we find
Than from the genuine love of praise.
II.
Nor any partial, private end
Such reverence to the public bears;
Nor any passion, virtue's friend,
So like to virtue's self appears.
III.
For who in glory can delight
Without delight in glorious deeds?
What man a charming voice can slight,
Who courts the echo that succeeds?
IV.
But not the echo on the voice
More, than on virtue praise, depends;
To which, of course, it's real price
The judgment of the praiser lends.
V.
If praise then with religious awe
From the sole perfect judge be sought,
A nobler aim, a purer law
Nor priest, nor bard, nor sage hath taught.
VI.
With which in character the same
Tho' in an humbler sphere it lies,
I count that soul of human fame,
The suffrage of the good and wise.
poem by Mark Akenside
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The Portent
Horace, BK. V. Ode 20.
Oh, late withdrawn from human-kind
And following dreams we never knew!
Varus, what dream has Fate assigned
To trouble you?
Such virtue as commends of law
Of Virtue to the vulgar horde
Suffices not. You needs must draw
A righteous sword;
And, flagrant in well-doing, smite
The priests of Bacchus at their fane,
Lest any worshipper invite
The God again.
Whence public strife and naked crime
And-deadlier than the cup you shun--
A people schooled to mock, in time,
All law--not one.
Cease, then, to fashion State-made sin,
Nor give thy children cause to doubt
That Virtue springs from Iron within--
Not lead without.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Peace is the virtue of civilization. War is its crime.
quote by Victor Hugo
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This Crime
The want of this crime is astronomical,
Feeling like the weight of a star, like our own
That shines in heaven’s quarters,
As if it smiled upon our face everyday.
This crime harasses us day by day,
Feeling us like heat and never losing the effect,
It is astronomical.
The fight of a century was boundless
Like the infinite chasm called space
Where our family resides,
In a palace we call the stars.
The crime of a century has been committed
Like the message has been conveyed,
To too many people.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Popularity is a crime from the moment it is sought; it is only a virtue where men have it whether they will or no.
quote by George Savile
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And what does reward virtue? You think the communist commissar rewards virtue? You think a Hitler rewards virtue? You think, excuse me, if you'll pardon me, American presidents reward virtue? Do they choose their appointees on the basis of the virtue of the people appointed or on the basis of their political clout?
quote by Milton Friedman
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Love is not a crime, denying it is. Having dreams is not a crime, not chasing them is. Making mistakes is not a crime, not learning from them is. Life is not a crime, not living it is.
quote by Alexander Senturia
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The effect of the virtue
A man of virtue practises virtue
Against the myriads of odds, so true,
And wove around him a crust of virtue
But his core remained as same underneath.
His libido is much in compression,
Capable of giving more explosions.
A man of virtue is a potential danger
From whom might spurt evils at any scale.
28.08.2000, Palasa
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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There is a heroism in crime as well as in virtue. Vice and infamy have their altars and their religion.
quote by William Hazlitt
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Stop Abortions
When you kill your own baby
In its natural home called ‘Womb’,
In a way most barbaric:
Aren’t you inviting your doom?
When you decaptitate child,
Who has committed no crime,
Can God forgive your grave sin,
If His judgment be called fair?
When you dismember your child
That is live, writhing in pain,
What a heinous crime you do
That’s inhuman to the core.
When you take the life God gives,
For no reason ruthlessly,
Won’t God do the same to you
In the measure that you make?
Woman, man, please do not kill
Your baby formed in the womb,
’tis just blatant homicide,
Most inexcusable too!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 23-7-2010
poem by John Celes
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Allegory
I had a gig-horse, and I called him Pleasure
Because on Sundays for a little jaunt
He was so fast and showy, quite a treasure;
Although he sometimes kicked and shied aslant.
I had a chaise, and christened it Enjoyment,
With yellow body and the wheels of red,
Because it was only used for one employment,
Namely, to go wherever Pleasure led.
I had a wife, her nickname was Delight:
A son called Frolic, who was never still:
Alas! how often dark succeeds to bright!
Delight was thrown, and Frolic had a spill,
Enjoyment was upset and shattered quite,
And Pleasure fell a splitter on Paine's Hill.
poem by Thomas Hood
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Allegory: A Moral Vehicle
I had a gig-horse, and I called him Pleasure
Because on Sundays for a little jaunt
He was so fast and showy, quite a treasure;
Although he sometimes kicked and shied aslant.
I had a chaise, and christened it Enjoyment,
With yellow body and the wheels of red,
Because it was only used for one employment,
Namely, to go wherever Pleasure led.
I had a wife, her nickname was Delight:
A son called Frolic, who was never still:
Alas! how often dark succeeds to bright!
Delight was thrown, and Frolic had a spill,
Enjoyment was upset and shattered quite,
And Pleasure fell a splitter on Paine's Hill.
poem by Thomas Hood
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On The Bed Of The Sea
The special whole person is a while for me,
Heresy aborted, my holy man creates dignity.
Under the bed of the sea must we now mention
A little flower of remorse, of full colour and emotion.
The resentment then felt by the lonely fish
Is like a burden made for all who wish
To make pain on the animals of the Earth,
A special person then succeeds to be later with virtue.
My heavenly lad can betray no more,
How does the petal of a flowering plant die?
poem by Naveed Akram
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The determined scholar and the man of virtue will not seek to live at the expense of injuring their virtue. They will even sacrifice their lives to preserve their virtue complete.
The determined scholar and the man of virtue will not seek to live at the expense of injuring their virtue. They will even sacrifice their lives to preserve their virtue complete.
Our Generation
Our generation
Our fathers' heirs,
We now inherit what they once called theirs.
The Crime, the Poverty,
The Guilt, the Hate;
But is it too late to recreate?
A time existing long ago
When our fathers made the things we now know as home.
Our generation
Our fathers' heirs,
We must now fix what they once called theirs.
The Crime, the Poverty,
The Guilt, the Hate;
But is it too late to recreate?
A people just like you and me,
Who tried to help the world so destructively.
Our generation
Our fathers' gem,
We have no choice,
We are now them.