Men Quotes - Page 777

Since Auschwitz we know what man is capable of. And since Hiroshima we know what is at stake.

The women of the country have the power in their own hands, in spite of the law and the government being altogether of the male order.

There is no distress so complete but that even in the most critical moments the inexplicable sunrise of hope is seen in its depths.

Every good quality runs into a defect; economy borders on avarice, the generous are not far from the prodigal, the brave man is close to the bully; he who is very pious is slightly sanctimonious; there are just as many vices to virtue as there are holes in the mantle of Diogenes.

When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind.

I wouldn't call myself a coward, no way. But being buried alive is something I could never handle. The only way you'd see me being buried alive is if I was dead, man.

You will die. You will not live forever. Nor will any man nor any thing. Nothing is immortal. But only to us is it given to know that we must die. And that is a great gift: the gift of selfhood. For we have only what we know we must lose, what we are willing to lose... That selfhood which is our torment, and our treasure, and our humanity, does not endure. It changes; it is gone, a wave on the sea. Would you have the sea grow still and the tides cease, to save one wave, to save yourself?

Whatever there is of greatness in the United States, or indeed in any other country, is due to labor. The laborer is the author of all greatness and wealth. Without labor there would be no government, no leading class, and nothing to preserve.

At any given moment, I open my eyes and exist.

A lot of men are very sloppy with the way they cheat. You can get caught from your cell phone or hanging around the wrong people while you're doing your dirt. Or you can get caught after a woman purposely leaves something in your car.

If it is true that men are better than women because they are stronger, why aren't our sumo wrestlers in the government?

History is no longer just a chronicle of kings and statesmen, of people who wielded power, but of ordinary women and men engaged in manifold tasks. Women's history is an assertion that women have a history.

Great men are just ordinary men that didn't quit.

Love easily confuses us because it is always in flux between illusion and substance, between memory and wish, between contentment and need.

I have another name for what they're terming whistleblowers, and that's righteous heroes. From Bradley Manning to Snowden. They're people of conscience who are unwilling to turn a blind eye to the crimes of our government. And thank goodness for them.

Im not gay, but the man in my bed last night was.

I'm extremely blessed with my teammates. They're such an encouragement in my life. I have people praying for me and I'm praying for them as well.

I need that on stage. I need a burst of life. That's entertainment for me.

People never hurt others in moments of personal strength and bravery, when they are feeling good about themselves, when they are strong and confident. If we spent all of our waking moments in that place, then fighting for social justice would be redundant; we would simply have social justice and be done with it, and we could all go swimming, or fishing, or bowling, or dancing, or whatever people do. But it is because we spend so much of our time in that other place, that place of diminished capacity, of flagging energy, or wavering and somewhat flaccid commitment, that we have to be careful.

To be an object of hatred and aversion to their contemporaries has been the usual fate of all those whose merit has raised them above the common level. The man who submits to the shafts of envy for the sake of noble objects pursues a judicious course for his own lasting fame. Hatred dies with its object, while merit soon breaks forth in full splendor, and his glory is handed down to posterity in never-dying strains.

It is men who make a city, not walls or ships.

Remember that this greatness was won by men with courage, with knowledge of their duty, and with a sense of honor in action.

As a matter of selective necessity, man is an agent. He is, in his own apprehension, a centre of unfolding impulsive activity-'teleological activity.' He is an agent seeking in every act the accomplishment of some concrete, objective, impersonal end. By force of being such an agent, he is possessed of a taste for effective work, and a distaste for futile effort.

From such beginnings of governments, what could be expected, but a continual system of war and extortion?

The balance of power is the scale of peace.