Instead of fleeing God scrutiny, David welcomed it. It’s like he was saying, “Look God, since I can’t hide from you, since you know my very thoughts before I think them, I want you to fully know me. Be in the very core, the essence of my being. If you’re going to know me, then...
I’m not abnegation, I’m not dauntless, I am Divergent
Woe is me, I am ruined. For I am a man of unclean lips and I live among a people of unclean lips” (Isaiah 6:5). Isaiah was one of the most godly men who ever walked the earth. But seeing God, he sees also, abrupt and stark and grief-making, his own duplicity. Then God does...
To be candid, in Middlemarch phraseology, meant, to use an early opportunity of letting your friends know that you did not take a cheerful view of their capacity, their conduct, or their position; and a robust candor never waited to be asked for its opinion.
If we are not ashamed to think it, we should not be ashamed to say it.
Only strong women, and they seem to be rare, can handle a frank and direct woman who doesn’t sweet-talk or need others to nerve her. You can identify the easily intimidated because they need a gaggle of like-minded clones to back them up when they feign offense, which is merely a guise for their insecurity.
Candor is a compliment; it implies equality. It’s how true friends talk.
I don’t make people comfortable but that’s what couches are for.
Being a fool for God was not merely alright but liberating.
The people who enlighten us are the ones who tell us their secrets.
It is easier to move from failure to success in from excuses to success.