Common Decency Novels & Stories

Life would be harmonious if there was understanding between men, if there was respect between men, if men knew how to be and know how to live or even live it together. Some men have become animals, they only think about sex and sleep with the first comer. In all revealed religions, we are told do not approach fornication, stay away from fornication, but what are we doing, we fornicate, we commit the prohibitions, fornication has become commonplace in the world of today, which is a shame. Abdou and Doudou go to the other room and find Kiné inert on the bed. -I told you she died -Hey don't conclude already, wait I'll check

____Foolishness can't be justified with Innocence, Innocence, a virtue of soul while foolishness, an attribute of lack of capability to justify the actions with logical reasoning while subsiding the sea of emotions____ 'Sire, we're here!', the loud honking pried her gaze away, sweeping it across the fleet of sumptuous vessels, lined up along the shore. The waves dappled with sunrays peeking through the thick birches. He rolled out silently, walking over the edge of the lake where other affluent identities were already gathered for excursion, busy in chit-chatting with the queen mother and other royal personalities.

Willa called. "What the fuck is wrong with you two?" Zeke demanded. We shrugged. "It's what happens when you're raised by a deranged, paranoid mother." Willa explained. "Yeah. Your morality gets kind of....skewed" I added. "Of course, we have our own code." she continued. "Oh, and what's that?" our 'dad' demanded. "Maim not murder." she started. "Chaos not cash" I finished as I threw down a smoke bomb.

The village bustled with activity. Children played in the streets. Merchants sold food. Farmers argued about prices. Life. Simple life. Then Thomas noticed something. Nobody was afraid. No one glanced nervously toward the sky. No one worried about darkness. No one expected disaster. Then he smiled. The little things mattered. Maybe more than the big ones. Then Ava nudged him. Then: "You're smiling." Then: "That's suspicious." Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then Thomas rolled his eyes.

Leona twisted a handkerchief in her hands, and interjected softly, "Dear, please don't be disrespectful to my cousin." Samuel replied, "If you still regard her as your cousin, then it's only right to offer honest advice. Honest words are often unpleasant, but I wonder if Lady Sinclair can accept them." Carissa smiled. "If it's honest advice, of course, I can accept it. But may I ask, what do you mean by the judgmental eyes of society?" With an air of cold arrogance, Samuel replied, "The judgmental eyes of society are naturally grounded in the principles of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness—the mainstream values that people are expected to uphold."

Despite that, Liam still wanted to test her and said with a smile, “But I think… the Hamertons shouldn’t live too shabbily.” Cordelia looked him in the eyes seriously. “Grandpa, the Hamerton children’s living standards are already the best in Centrolis. “Besides, opportunities are birthed from worries, while death is caused by complacency. People lose their will to fight when they live too comfortably. You should know about this more than me.” Zephyr palmed his forehead with one hand, feeling the 70 dollars allowance in his pocket. His action did not escape Cordelia’s eyes, and she smacked his hand under the table, glaring at him without heat.

Someone spoke cautiously, "Wasn’t it always like this before, Mr. Hale?" "That was before. The rules have changed now. From today onward, everyone will strictly follow the new regulations, just like any other company. No arriving late. No leaving early. As for that $850,000 in profits, I no longer plan to distribute it." The words had barely fallen when a shocked voice rang out. "What?!" Someone immediately stood up. "Mr. Hale, didn’t you say that the 85% profit would be given to us?" "Yeah, Mr. Hale. The old system was working just fine. Why change it?"

It was nice to know I was so evolved. "How did things work in the commune?" He snorted. “In a bad way. The Valley of Liberty was not exactly organized around of a philosophy other than hedonism. “There's nothing wrong with pleasure. “Depends where he comes from. I pondered. “For example, no one should take pleasure in hurting another person. or harm the environment. He nodded intensely in agreement. — I agree, but the lack of knowledge, consideration and wrong priorities can generate just as dangerous results. Take your hawks as an example. They do not

I tilted my head, my eyes are glued back on the road, "if courtesy runs the world, we're now marching in an inevitable death. Because courtesy is often, if not always, the reason why a person dies. Is it not suspicious? Why would a good thing kill countless of people? I don't want to show it if it will only lead me to my own downfall." "Miss—" "Anyway," I cut her off, "coming from your little mouth, there is no rule, so whatever my choice right now, I won't be disobeying any. Here it is: screw your courtesy. I don't need to offer you that because I am pretty sure that our paths won't cross again. So, what for?" Second, PARENTS. "You should not buy whatever you want, Hid. Our business is now

However, looking at the two men's sincere faces, no harsh words could be spoken. Dad taught her since childhood, do not look down because of a dime and hawkers fight red in the face of the aunt, do not belittle the roadside for a bundle of waste cardboard fighting homeless, and do not sneer at the subway in the people devouring breakfast, after all, there is no one in the world who does not want to be elegant and generous Wen Zhuya, only in the majority of people's world, living decently is a luxury. So she gritted her teeth and forced herself to control her anger.