Small natures require despotism to exercise their sinews, as great souls thirst for equality to give play to their heart.
Your conscience teaches your mind how to 'think' your heart how to 'feel' your soul how to 'obey' and most importantly your body how to 'perform' extraordinary 'acts' of charity and human kindness. Toward your fellow man.
I also had a brother who was like me a musician and a composer. A man of great talent, far more gifted than I. He died very young... he killed himself in the prime of his life.
Beware when the great God lets loose a thinker on this planet. Then all things are at risk. It is as when a conflagration has broken out in a great city, and no man knows what is safe, or where it will end. There is not a piece of science, but its flank may be turned to-morrow; there is not any literary reputation, not the so-called eternal names of fame, that may not be revised and condemned. The very hopes of man, the thoughts of his heart, the religion of nations, the manners and morals of mankind, are all at the mercy of a new generalization. Generalization is always a new influx of the divinity into the mind. Hence the thrill that attends it.
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Sometimes when you play a character, you can feel it in your body. And I felt like I had characteristics of my dog: the way Webster moves, the way he holds his head. I kind of adapted it into this part unconsciously.
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
If you maintain a dead church, contribute to a dead Bible-society, vote with a great party either for the government or against it, spread your table like base housekeepers, - under all these screens I have diffuculty to detect the precise man you are: and of course so much force is withdrawn from your proper life.? But do your work and I shall know you.? Do your work, and you shall reinforce yourself.? A man must consider what a blind-man's bluff is this game of conformity.? If I know your sect I anticipate your argument.
It's always great to play a man who sets himself up to be punctured.
There are worlds of experience beyond the world of the aggressive man, beyond history, and beyond science. The moods and qualities of nature and the revelations of great art are equally difficult to define; we can grasp them only in the depths of our perceptive spirit.
I was a very good baseball and football player, but my father always told me I was much more interested in how I looked playing baseball or football than in actually playing. There's great truth in that.
An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools.
Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one's soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.
Every man is said to have his peculiar ambition. Whether it be true or not, I can say for one that I have no other so great as that of being truly esteemed of my fellow men, by rendering myself worthy of their esteem.
Great tranquility of heart is his who cares for neither praise not blame.
Nowadays nothing but money counts: a fortune brings honors, friendships; the poor man everywhere lies low.
Well, from an acting point of view, I bear no relation, I don't look like Alfred Kinsey at all, but I thought somewhere in my artist's soul, my actor's soul, I could capture something of the spirit of the man.
I feel old when I see mousse in my opponent's hair.
Woe to that nation whose literature is cut short by the intrusion of force. This is not merely interference with freedom of the press but the sealing up of a nation's heart, the excision of its memory.
So foolish is the heart of man that he ever puts his hope in the future, learning nothing from his past errors and fancying that tomorrow must be better than today.
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big joke on me.
An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick, unless soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing for every tatter in its mortal dress.
To be thoroughly conversant with a man's heart, is to take our final lesson in the iron-clasped volume of despair.
Sometimes you feel in control, and it's great, but sometimes you just don't feel in control and you really have to struggle to get laughs.
Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears form the eyes of woman.