There is superficial conflict but deep concord between science and theistic religion, but superficial concord and deep conflict between science and naturalism— Alvin Plantinga
Unusual Concorde quotations
And thus toleration produced not only mutual indulgence, but even religious concord. The superstition of the people was not embittered theological rancor.
Charity unites us to God... There is nothing mean in charity, nothing arrogant. Charity knows no schism, does not rebel, does all things in concord. In charity all the elect of God have been made perfect.
Couples are wholes and not wholes, what agrees disagrees, the concordant is discordant. From all things one and from one all things.
The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.
Opposition brings concord. Out of discord comes the fairest harmony.
The principle of self defense is an American tradition that began at Lexington and Concord.
Let us ever remember that our interest is in concord, not in conflict;
and that our real eminence rests in the victories of peace, not those of war.
A common danger tends to concord. Communism is the exploitation of the strong by the weak. In Communism, inequality comes from placing mediocrity on a level with excellence.
I should go to Paris and jump off of the Eiffel Tower.
If I took the Concorde, I could be dead three hours earlier.
The Concorde is great. It gives you three extra hours to find your luggage.
There's more chance of me flying Concorde to the moon blindfolded than there is of you taking Wales to the World Cup.
It's not the Olympics. It's Concord, New Hampshire, and a homecoming should reflect the community I'm part of.
The moment right now, it's a tragically regressive time we live in, you know.
We just grounded the Concorde. Where's the future? We've lost the future.
A small state increases by concord; the greatest falls gradually to ruin by dissension.
It is not unreasonable to look upon Concorde as a miracle.
I'm very jealous of an era where people were inventing something so beautiful as the Concorde and thinking that's the next step. I'm jealous of an era when people thought, "Let's finally go to the Moon."
Beautiful is a person whose outside and inside world are in great concord, camaraderie and joint concert.
I've made a poster at home. You know the iconic image of Che Guevara, the black and red graphic of his face? I think it's the perfect graphic, the best graphic ever made. I cut a Concorde out and put it over his head so it's Che looking up and the Concorde going by. Both are dead, maybe obsolete.
I shall enter on no encomium upon Massachusetts;
she needs none. There she is. Behold her, and judge for yourselves. There is her history; the world knows it by heart. The past, at least, is secure. There is Boston and Concord and Lexington and Bunker Hill; and there they will remain forever.
I did a film called Dracula and it was very nice because I had lots of trips to New York on Concorde.
What patient can trust the knowledge of a physician without reputation or furniture, in a period when publicity is all-powerful and when the government gilds the lamp posts on the Place de la Concorde in order to dazzle the poor?
You can have a silence full of words.
A lute retains, in its bowl, the notes it has played. The viol, in its strings, holds a concord. A shriveled petal can hold its scent, a prayer can rattle with curses; an empty house, when the owners have gone out, can still be loud with ghosts.
All concord's born of contraries.
Rather than earn money, it was Thoreau's idea to reduce his wants so that he would not need to buy anything. As he went around preaching this ingenious idea, the shopkeepers of Concord hoped he would drop dead.
We will be producing supersonic planes which will go far, far faster than Concordes. New York to Tokyo could be less than an hour. You could be traveling at 19,000 miles an hour orbitally.
Man desired concord; but nature knows better what is good for his species; she desires discord. Man wants to live easy and content; but nature compels him to leave ease... and throw himself into roils and labors.
Of the creative spirits that flourished in Concord, Massachusetts, during the middle of the nineteenth century, it might be said that Hawthorne loved men but felt estranged from them, Emerson loved ideas even more than men, and Thoreau loved himself.
We're constantly buying airplane tickets; we travel on the Concorde.
Truth is that concordance of an abstract statement with the ideal limit towards which endless investigation would tend to bring scientific belief, which concordance the abstract statement may possess by virtue of the confession of its inaccuracy and one-sidedness, and this confession is an essential ingredient of truth.
Concord is just as idiotic as ever in relation to the spirits and their knockings. Most people here believe in a spiritual world ... in spirits which the very bullfrogs in our meadows would blackball. Their evil genius is seeing how low it can degrade them. The hooting of owls, the croaking of frogs, is celestial wisdom in comparison.
I grew up in a small farming town called Concord, outside Charlotte in North Carolina.
If they had Nautilus on the Concorde, I would work out all the time.
I was more independent than any farmer in Concord, for I was not anchored to a house or farm, but could follow the bent of my genius, which is a very crooked one, every moment.
I have traveled a good deal in Concord;
and everywhere, in shops, and offices, and fields, the inhabitants have appeared to me to be doing penance in a thousand remarkable ways.