Where do the good and the just and the brave go after they die? They are remembered in our hearts.
The evil can hang them or blast them or gas them, they still do not die. Evil endures, but never prevails, for such men as they: who know it their highest duty in life is to combat evil.
Evil may seem to triumph today; it may seem to be omnipotent now; tomorrow is its funeral.
Boast, evil, boast of your evil! This is your night for revelry and filth: in your momentary triumph you feel yourself everlasting! Boast, evil, boast! You shall not boast long.
For the angels are on the side of the good, and when these die, they carry the just to their abode in our hearts, and to heaven.
Friday, January 29, 2010
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