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Geez, if I could get through to you, kiddo, that depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain and simple reduction of feeling. Reduction, see? Of all feeling. People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile.

Our civilization has decided that determining the guilt or innocence of men is a thing too important to be trusted to trained men. When it wants a library catalogued, or the solar system discovered, or any trifle of that kind, it uses up its specialists. But when it wishes anything done which is really serious, it collects twelve of the ordinary men standing round. The same thing was done, if I remember right, by the Founder of Christianity.
A turkey is more occult and awful than all the angels and archangels. In so far as God has partly revealed to us an angelic world, he has partly told us what an angel means. But God has never told us what a turkey means. And if you go and stare at a live turkey for an hour or two, you will find by the end of it that the enigma has rather increased than diminished.
I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.
Among the very rich you will never find a really generous man, even by accident. They may give their money away, but they will never give themselves away; they are egoistic, secretive, dry as old bones. To be smart enough to get all that money you must be dull enough to want it.
Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere.
I have lived, and I have run the course which fortune allotted me; and now my shade shall descend illustrious to the grave.
Each person, makes their own terrible passion their God.
I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,
The man that hath no music in himself, nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils. The motions of his spirit are dull as night, and his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
There are three wants which never can be satisfied: that of the rich, who wants something more; that of the sick, who wants something different; and that of the traveler, who says, Anywhere but here.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
It is difficult to make a man miserable while he feels he is worthy of himself and claims kindred to the great God who made him.
When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.
Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality.
Rest not. Life is sweeping by; go and dare before you die. Something mighty and sublime, leave behind to conquer time.
The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness. Although the two are identical twins, man, as a rule, views the prenatal abyss with more calm than the one he is heading for (at some forty-five hundred heartbeats an hour).
You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.
Genius is an African who dreams up snow.
A novelist is, like all mortals, more fully at home on the surface of the present than in the ooze of the past.
Rare as is true love, true friendship is rarer.
The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.
To go too far is as bad as to fall short.
Every human being is intended to have a character of his own; to be what no others are, and to do what no other can do.
Wherever the fates lead us let us follow.
Death twitches my ear. Live, he says, I am coming.
Roman, remember that you shall rule the nations by your authority, for this is to be your skill, to make peace the custom, to spare the conquered, and to wage war until the haughty are brought low.
What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real.
Bigotry tries to keep truth safe in its hand With a grip that kills it.
The truth comes as conqueror only because we have lost the art of receiving it as guest.
I consider it useless and tedious to represent what exists, because nothing that exists satisfies me. Nature is ugly, and I prefer the monsters of my fancy to what is positively trivial.
Genius is no more than childhood recaptured at will, childhood equipped now with man's physical means to express itself, and with the analytical mind that enables it to bring order into the sum of experience, involuntarily amassed.
I have cultivated my hysteria with delight and terror. Now I suffer continually from vertigo, and today, 23rd of January, 1862, I have received a singular warning, I have felt the wind of the wing of madness pass over me.
Any man who does not accept the conditions of human life sells his soul.
A sweetheart is a bottle of wine, a wife is a wine bottle.
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he doesn't exist
Live all you can; it's a mistake not to. It doesn't so much matter what you do in particular, so long as you have your life. If you haven't had that what have you had?
Neither can the wave that has passed by be recalled, nor the hour which has passed return again.
All things human hang by a slender thread; and that which seemed to stand strong suddenly falls and sinks in ruins.
That you may please others you must be forgetful of yourself.
It is annoying to be honest to no purpose.
No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.
Well has he lived who has lived well in obscurity.
Time is the devourer of all things.
Fortune and love favor the brave.
The creative person wants to be a know -it -all. He wants to know about all kinds of things: ancient history, nineteenth -century mathematics, current manufacturing techniques, flower arranging, and hog futures. Because he never knows when these ideas might come together to form a new idea. It may happen six minutes later or six months, or six years down the road. But he has faith that it will happen.
Those who hate you don't win unless you hate them; and then you destroy yourself.
We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen.
We are ever striving after what is forbidden, and coveting what is denied us.
An epigram is a flashlight of a truth; a witticism, truth laughing at itself.
We have art in order not to die of the truth.
Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
The world is a contradiction, the universe a paradox.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
The way of paradoxes is the way of truth. To test Reality we must see it on the tight-rope. When the Verities become acrobats we can judge them.
Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter.
The sign of a Philistine age is the cry of immorality against art.
Of course the music is a great difficulty. You see, if one plays good music, people don't listen, and if one plays bad music people don't talk.
What is mind but motion in the intellectual sphere?
If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
My great mistake, the fault for which I can't forgive myself, is that one day I ceased my obstinate pursuit of my own individuality.
A map of the world that does not include Utopia is not worth even glancing at, for it leaves out the one country at which Humanity is always landing.
I have nothing to declare except my genius.
A pessimist is one who, when he has the choice of two evils, chooses both.
Philanthropic people lose all sense of humanity. It is their distinguishing characteristic.
Religions die when they are proved to be true. Science is the record of dead religions.
I hate vulgar realism in literature. The man who could call a spade a spade should be compelled to use one. It is the only thing he is fit for.
The fact is, that civilization requires slaves. Human slavery is wrong, insecure, and demoralizing. On mechanical slavery, on the slavery of the machine, the future of the world depends.
Talk to a woman as if you loved her, and to a man as if he bored you.
There is no such thing as a moral book or an immoral book. Books are well written or badly written. That is all.
The truth is rarely pure, and never simple
It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution.
That is what the highest criticism really is, the record of one's own soul. It is more fascinating than history, as it is concerned simply with oneself. It is more delightful than philosophy, as its subject is concrete and not abstract, real and not vague. It is the only civilized form of autobiography.
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading at all.
Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspired.
The ugly and the stupid have the best of it in this world. They can sit at their ease and gape at the play. If they know nothing of victory, they are at least spared the knowledge of defeat.
Art is not to be taught in Academies. It is what one looks at, not what one listens to, that makes the artist. The real schools should be the streets.
No man dies for what he knows to be true. Men die for what they want to be true, for what some terror in their hearts tells them is not true.
Living at risk is jumping off the cliff and building your wings on the way down
In politics, what begins in fear usually ends in folly.
The fool is always beginning to live.
The past is of no importance. The present is of no importance. It is with the future that we have to deal. For the past is what man should not have been. The present is what man ought not to be. The future is what artists are.
Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is far the best ending for one.
There are three kinds of despots. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the body. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the soul. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the soul and body alike. The first is called the Prince. The second is called the Pope. The third is called the People.
Genius lasts longer than Beauty. That accounts for the fact that we all take such pains to over-educate ourselves.
Every idea is endowed of itself with immortal life, like a human being. All created form, even that which is created by man, is immortal. For form is independent of matter: molecules do not constitute form.
I have to confess that I had gambled on my soul and lost it with heroic insouciance and lightness of touch. The soul is so impalpable, so often useless, and sometimes such a nuisance, that I felt no more emotion on losing it than if, on a stroll, I had mislaid my visiting card.
Men always want to be a woman's first love. That is their clumsy vanity. We women have a more subtle instinct about things. What we like is to be a man's last romance.
Romance should never begin with sentiment. It should begin with science and end with a settlement.
To love oneself is the beginning of a life long romance.
Romance like a ghost escapes touching; it is always where you are not, not where you are. The interview or conversation was prose at the time, but it is poetry in the memory.
Discontent is the first step in the progress of a man or a nation.
Democracy means simply the bludgeoning of the people by the people for the people.
Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes us in the morning and Shame sits with us at night.
Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore.
My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.
Hope is the dream of a waking man.
Before you give up hope, turn back and read the attacks that were made on Lincoln.
The phoenix hope, can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune's spite; revive from ashes and rise.
They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.
Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.
It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.
Thought is a kind of opium; it can intoxicate us, while still broad awake; it can make transparent the mountains and everything that exists.
Let not your mind run on what you lack as much as on what you have already.
Every man's life lies within the present; for the past is spent and done with, and the future is uncertain.
Loss is nothing else but change, and change is Nature's delight.
Let men see, let them know, a real man, who lives as he was meant to live.
And thou wilt give thyself relief, if thou doest every act of thy life as if it were the last.
Your life is what your thoughts make it.
If you are pained by external things, it is not they that disturb you, but your own judgment of them. And it is in your power to wipe out that judgment now.
Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears.
Nothing happens to any man that he is not formed by nature to bear.
We make our fortunes and we call them fate.
Grief is the agony of an instant. The indulgence of grief the blunder of a life.
It was not reason that besieged Troy; it was not reason that sent forth the Saracen from the desert to conquer the world; that inspired the crusades; that instituted the monastic orders; it was not reason that produced the Jesuits; above all, it was not reason that created the French Revolution. Man is only great when he acts from the passions; never irresistible but when he appeals to the imagination.
Had it not been for you, I should have remained what I was when we first met, a prejudiced, narrow-minded being, with contracted sympathies and false knowledge, wasting my life on obsolete trifles, and utterly insensible to the privilege of living in this wondrous age of change and progress.
A great person is one who affects the mind of their generation.
Despair is the conclusion of fools.
Either a beast or a god.
In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move.
You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.
Cruelty has a Human Heart, And jealousy a Human Face; Terror the Human Form Divine, And secrecy the Human Dress. The Human Dress is forged Iron, The Human Form a Fiery Forge, The Human Face a Furnace seal d, The Human Heart its hungry gorge.
Man is an exception, whatever else he is. If he is not the image of God, then he is a disease of the dust. If it is not true that a divine being fell, then we can only say that one of the animals went entirely off its head.
As far as many statistical series that are related to activities of mankind are concerned, the date that divides human history into two equal parts is well within living memory. The world of today is as different from the world I was born in as that world was from Julius Caesar s. I was born in the middle of human history, to date, roughly. Almost as much has happened since I was born as happened before.
Man must realize his own unimportance before he can appreciate his importance.
Always observe how ephemeral and worthless human things are. Pass then through this little space of time conformably to nature, and end thy journey in content, just as an olive falls off when it is ripe, blessing nature who produced it, and thanking the tree on which it grew.
Our humanity is a poor thing, except for the divinity that stirs within us.
Society often forgives the criminal; it never forgives the dreamer.
The truth is incontrovertible. Malice may attack it and ignorance may deride it, but in the end, there it is.
She wore far too much rouge last night and not quite enough clothes. That is always a sign of despair in a woman.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
Self-denial is the shining sore on the leprous body of Christianity.
I divide my time as follows: half the time I sleep, the other half I dream. I never dream when I sleep, for that would be a pity, for sleeping is the highest accomplishment of genius.
Never apologize for showing feeling. When you do so you apologize for truth.
We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people.
The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the night does not belong to us. It is not the possession of our being. Sleep opens within us an inn for phantoms. In the morning we must sweep out the shadows.
Every great man nowadays has his disciples, and it is usually Judas who writes the biography.
We swallow greedily any lie that flatters us, but we sip only little by little at a truth we find bitter.
He who has health, has hope. And he who has hope, has everything.
Of all the forces that make for a better world, none is so indispensable, none so powerful, as hope. Without hope men are only half alive. With hope they dream and think and work.
The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure, but from hope to hope.
Hope is the best possession. None are completely wretched but those who are without hope. Few are reduced so low as that.
Hope is the companion of power, and mother of success; for who so hopes strongly has within him the gift of miracles.
Fear cannot be without hope nor hope without fear.
The hopes of one are set against the hopes of another. Religion vs. Religion with hidden hands. This destroys all of our hopes as we're set against ourselves as humans.
Hope is itself a species of happiness, and, perhaps, the chief happiness which this world affords: but, like all other pleasures immoderately enjoyed, the excesses of hope must be expiated by pain; and expectations improperly indulged must end in disappointment.

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