The devil's happy when the critics run you off.

Every category has its snobs: music, books, movies. There are so many things a man is only pressured into liking or disliking.

Hypocrisy versus authenticity among men is not always so black and white, and as is righteousness, humility is often self-proclaimed. The Church is most definitely supposed to be a hospital for the spiritually, emotionally, mentally, and physically sick, hurting, and broken individual, yet ironically, many of its critics are those who ran away and permanently denounced its members after they visited and felt that they were sneezed on.

Upon returning, the bloody, wounded warrior needs only but laugh at the spotless, armchair critic.

There are some who never try, get left behind, forever dying, they just sit it by on the sidelines while they criticize, hide and scrutinize; but then there are others who are tough enough, who stand to risk their wrongs, flying high, as they rise up in this life and thus, fight right through the lies.

The mob is the most deadly of all critics in that it thinks critically only towards critical thinkers.