Good luck in most cases comes through the misfortune of others.
Down these mean streets a man must go who is neither tarnished nor afraid
It seemed like a nice neighborhood to have bad habits in.
Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid. . . He is the hero, he is everything. He must be a complete man and a common man and yet an unusual man. He must be, to use a rather weathered phrase, a man of honor, by instinct, by inevitability, without thought of it, and certainly without saying it. He must be the best man in his world and a good enough man for any world
I'm an occasional drinker, the kind of guy who goes out for a beer and wakes up in Singapore with a full beard.
To say goodbye is to die a little.
It was a blonde. A blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window.
Neither pleasure nor pain should enter as motives when one must do what must be done.
You are beautiful and brilliant and bold and so very passionate about life and love and those things that you believe in. And you taught me that everything I believed, everything I thought I wanted, everything I had spent my life espousing--all of it. . . it is wrong. I want your version of life. . . vivid and emotional and messy and wonderful and filled with happiness. But I cannot have it without you.
An aria in an opera - Handel's 'Ombra mai fu,' for example - gets along with an incredibly small number of words and ideas and a large amount of variation and repetition. That's the beauty of it. It's not taxing to the listener's intelligence because if you haven't heard it the first time round, it'll come around again.
The sciences that purport to treat of human things -- the new scientific storyings of the social, the political, the racial or ethnic, and the psychic, nature of human beings -- treat not of human things but mere things, things that make up the physical, or circumstantial, content of human life but are not of the stuff of humanity, have not the human essence in them.