No athlete is crowned but in the sweat of his brow. — Saint Jerome. Priest and theologian (c. 342/347–420)
The fact is that my native land is a prey to barbarism, that in it men's only God is their belly, that they live only for the present, and that the richer a man is the holier he is held to be.
An unstable pilot steers a leaking ship, and the blind is leading the blind straight to the pit. The ruler is like the ruled.
Do not let your deeds belie your words, lest when you speak in church someone may say to himself, 'Why do you not practice what you preach?'