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I will hold my self to a standard of grace which is Christ's gift, not perfection which is Satan's trap.

Keeping or holding on to a concept shows belief but building or adding to it shows confidence and depth of character.

Listen with the will to learn.

Look beyond the talker, and uncover the stalker. If the mind is darkened with character disEASE, the behavior will symptomatically follow...those whose mentality becomes infected by their obvious blight, easily become the host targets of their contagion.

Look to the Kingdom of Heaven and all its righteousness and all things shall be added unto you. What is righteousness but character, morals and value! Enter the Kingdom and what affect then does the world hold? And all things shall be added unto you so you can walk through lifes valley of death like a lion who's courageous and bold. Will you take heed to the knowledge given that will fulfill your every earthly need? Or would you rather be enslaved in your chains, forever dealing with lifes anguish and never-ending pains? Free-will is a choice between yes and no, right or wrong? It's a choice that makes you weak or a choice that makes you strong.

Looks sure can be deceiving: not every ‘ugly’ person is a ‘bad’ person (or is guilty of whatever it is that they are accused of).

Lots of people use good character and moral standing as a brand name. They know it's what people like, they want people to like them, so they wear it as one would wear a quality brand shirt. Putting it on in the morning and taking it off at the end of the day. Saying all the things they know people want to hear. If they were the very last person on Earth, there would be no reason for them to be of good character, because nobody would see it.

Love and Hate are two of the most used, abused, and misused words of mankind.

Love for others is the foundation of leadership. Simplicity is the language of leadership. Authenticity is the true character of leadership.

Love opens the most impossible gates in the world.

Love opens the most impossible gates in the world. Feel, therefore, my would-be patriots. Do you feel? Do you feel that millions of your sisters and brothers are starving today and have been in such condition for ages? Do you feel my dear soldiers? Do you feel that the light of truth has become much scarier to the society than the darkness of ignorance? Does this not make you restless? Does this not make you sleepless? Has it not gone into your blood yet, coursing through your veins, becoming resonant with your heart-beat? Are you not yet seized with the one idea of lifting the misery from the society? Have you not been yet immersed in this idea, so much so that, you have forgotten your name, your fame, your property and even your very physical existence as a flesh and blood being? Have you done that yet? That is the very first step of the real education my friend. Your world needs heroes. Be Heroes!

Love is not merely an attribute of God’s character but the essence of his being

Love is not possession, it is acceptance of everything without intention. Fear is not possession, it is acceptance of everything without mention. The act of loving your fear, to nurture this insecurity for a greater purpose, is to accept the reality of ones expression.

Make no mistake. You are your most important critic and your conscience your most important judge of character.

Man’s growth is held back by his surrender to other people’s expectation that he remain the person he was when they met him.

Man is a logical machine run by the scoundrels of emotions.

Man is meant for good but designed for evil.

Maximus was my model for self-control, fixity of purpose, and cheerfulness under ill-health or other misfortunes. His character was an admirable combination of dignity and charm, and all the duties of his station were performed quietly and without fuss. He gave everyone the conviction that he spoke as he believed, and acted as he judged right. Bewilderment or timidity were unknown to him; he was never hasty, never dilatory; nothing found him at a loss. He indulged neither in despondency nor forced gaiety, nor had anger or jealousy any power over him. Kindliness, sympathy, and sincerity all contributed to give the impression of a rectitude that was innate rather than inculcated. Nobody was ever made by him to feel inferior, yet none could have presumed to challenge his pre-eminence. He was also the possessor of an agreeable sense of humour.

May any praise of your character come from others instead of yourself.

Many people define who they are, based upon what the world sees when it looks at them. They build themselves with their foundation set upon the perceptions of others. Do others think they are good, kind, smart, loving? But I define who I am, based upon the person who looks back at me in the mirror. If you were the only person on Earth, with nobody to see you, know your name, or ever be aware of your existence; what kind of person would you be? Live for the person who looks back at you in the mirror and be that person even if you are the last human being on Earth. Too many people live for what the world will think and will see; too few people live for their own soul. Are you smart, successful, got lots of super ideas? But those are not important questions. This is the most important question: do you know how to love? I do not care if nobody on Earth were to know my name; do I know my own soul? Do I know how to love? These are the questions I ask myself.

Max always mumbles; not in a shy way, but rather as if he's telling you what it will cost to take out your worst enemy, or how much you'd have to pay to rig a horse race.

Measure a person’s worth by their character, not their possessions.

Maybe when we stop looking at blessings as abundance we'll start appreciating the little we have.

Meeting challenges in our lives define our character.

Minds that have withered into psychosis are far more terrifying than any character of fiction.

Men, I still think, ought to be weighed, not counted. Their worth ought to be the final estimate of their value.

Misery builds character, happiness makes cheesecake.

Moral maturity and freedom require more than mere adherence to the law; they require an understanding of the why and wherefore of its rules and regulations- the principles that make it worthy of their allegiance.

Moderation is based on the idea that things do not fit neatly together. Politics is likely to be a competition between legitimate opposing interests. Philosophy is likely to be a tension between competing half truths. A personality is likely to be a battleground of valuable but incompatible traits.

Money doesn't change you, it reveals you. Money is just an enabler, whatever a person chooses to do with it is a reflection of their character.

Moral obligations verses Legal obligations. Legally, you must abide by the laws of the land or face the consequences of being fined, imprisoned or both. Moral obligations tend to lean more towards a spiritual nature of a person. Some people perform immoral acts because legally there are no consequences. Morals birth in the heart of the individual. Moral characteristics are developed at an early age and continue into adulthood. It's a disgrace to neglect having good moral character.

Most of the world’s problems are caused by people who made education compulsory, but personal development optional. Because of them, we have many intelligent people who lack good characters.

Most of these stories are on the tragic side. But the reader must not suppose that the incidents I have narrated were of common occurrence. The vast majority of these people, government servants, planters, and traders, who spent their working lives in Malaya were ordinary people ordinarily satisfied with their station in life. They did the jobs they were paid to do more or less competently,. They were as happy with their wives as are most married couples. They led humdrum lives and did very much the same things every day. Sometimes by way of a change they got a little shooting; but at a rule, after they had done their day's work, they played tennis if there were people to play with, went to the club at sundown if there was a club in the vicinity, drank in moderation, and played bridge. They had their little tiffs, their little jealousies, their little flirtations, their little celebrations. They were good, decent, normal people. I respect, and even admire, such people, but they are not the sort of people I can write stories about. I write stories about people who have some singularity of character which suggests to me that they may be capable of behaving in such a way as to give me an idea that I can make use of, or about people who by some accident or another, accident of temperament, accident of environment, have been involved in unusual contingencies. But, I repeat, they are the exception.

More and more, I began to see the characters of these silly tales walk out of the pages and amble into the busy streets. They sat in cafes, and checked their phones, and spoke in different languages, and held plastic signs, and argued in meetings, and waited for the light to turn, and stepped back onto the curb.

Moral character is the DNA of success and happiness.

…Mrs. Warren allowed her book to fall closed upon her lap, and her attractive face awakened to an expression of agreeable expectation, in itself denoting the existence of interesting and desirable qualities in the husband at the moment inserting his latch-key in the front door preparatory to mounting the stairs and joining her. The man who, after twenty-five years of marriage, can call, by his return to her side, this expression to the countenance of an intelligent woman is, without question or argument, an individual whose life and occupations are as interesting as his character and points of view.

My biggest regret is having regrets.

My kinfolks thought more about character than about culture. They said culture could be acquired but character had to be formed. Character had to be hammered into shape like hot iron on an anvil. It had to be molded in the most exact and unrelenting form.

My guess is that you have, at times, unwittingly prayed for adversity. Think about it. What are you asking for when you pray for patience? You are probably asking for trying situation that will demand that you be patient. What are you asking for when you pray for humility? It's likely you are asking for your ego to be brought down a few notches. What are you asking for when you pray for more reliance on God? Well, you may be asking for God to take away those things you rely on instead of him. When you pray for God's blessings, you are praying for the kind of character that will desire to be holy and do what it takes to get there. Whether you realize it or not, you may be praying for some form of adversity that God will use like an obstacle course to condition you into a strong and fit soldier for his service.

My mother once said, 'If you come across a man with more than one personality, you can be sure he's looking for himself in one of them, because he has no character.' But I think she was wrong

My, ludzie, jesteśmy szczęśliwsi, kiedy czujemy się związani z innymi. Oczywiście za tym, co nas uszczęśliwia, musi stać coś więcej niż tylko zaspokojenie tęsknoty za miłością, przyjaźnią i wspólnotą. Na pewno ludzie pragną gdzieś przynależeć, tylko często nie są pewni, jak to osiągnąć.

My novels are set in a global space and pace. However, I have never visited most of the places. I wrote my first book in London but the story took the reader to places in Mexico, Denmark and Russia, and carefully avoided London. I access these global locations with my feet planted in front of my computer. I will use my internet connection to carefully enter the streets of a foreign city and find out how long it will take my main character to get from the airport to the city center – and if there are any shortcuts on the way. I wanted to do something new. The world is becoming a global village and we have to understand these different cultures. There is a Danish culture, an Israeli culture and so on. So if you want to go to Denmark, then read the book.

My passport just identifies me; my behavior shows my real identity.

My mother is quite the character. You'd hate her. Sometimes I think I hate her too, but mainly I feel sorry for her. Which is kind of worse.

My mother likes odd numbers and is suspicious of the even ones. She reads a new book every week and is bewitched by black holes in the universe. She describes herself as an optimist but she worries about everything—worries incessantly—worries on behalf of others when she feels they are not worrying adequately for themselves. And my mother misses her own mother, my grandmother, immensely, who only has a past now; who is only allowed to be as we remember her.

My scars tell a story. They are a reminder of times when life tried to break me, but failed. They are markings of where the structure of my character was welded.

My younger self had come back to shock my older self with what that self had been, or was, or was sometimes capable of being. And only recently I’d been going on about how the witnesses to our lives decrease, and with them our essential corroboration. Now I had some all too unwelcome corroboration of what I was, or had been.

Nature evaluates a character on the basis of its merits, not demerits.

[...] należała jednak do tych kobiet, które łączą w sobie zdrową urodę z histeryczną łzawliwością, wybuchy liryczne z bardzo praktycznym, banalnym myśleniem, podły charakter z sentymentalizmem, ospałą bierność z trzeźwą umiejętnością wysyłania bliźnich na poszukiwanie wiatru w polu.

Nations, as well as men, almost always betray the most prominent features of their future destiny in their earliest years.