Of how much real happiness we cheat our souls by preferring a trifle to God! We have a general intention of living religion; but we intend to begin tomorrow or next year. The present moment we prefer giving to the world.
I would not say I was not interested in studies - it just wasn't there in me to pursue academics. I would open a page in the textbook and start thinking about everything under the sun except what was there in the book. I was more into extra-curricular activities and sports like NCC, rifle shooting, aero-modelling, bike racing, etc.
If Charlton Heston can have a constitutional right carry a rifle, why can't grandma have a constitutional right to health care?
The National Rifle Association has an extensive enemies list, and I am, frankly, insulted that I am not on it.
Liberalism, austere in political trifles, has learned ever more artfully to unite a constant protest against the government with a constant submission to it.
Trifles make up the happiness or the misery of human life.
We've had an assault rifle ban in our country, and that did not accomplish the objectives. We had Columbine during the time that that ban was in place.
I remember the first time I held a rifle - the metal was so cold, and it's so heavy. I also didn't know the amount of pressure I had to use. My first finger went numb for a week.
We have a shotgun we inherited from my father-in-law, a paranoid Englishman living in Texas. I have a .22 Marlin rifle, similar to the one Annie Oakley had, and my husband has a .357 Magnum pistol. All those are locked up tight, of course. We have a couple of pellet guns that get more use than the real guns.
The need to exert power, when thwarted in the open fields of life, is the more likely to assert itself in trifles.
