Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.
Talking and eloquence are not the same: to speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.
The royal road to a man's heart is to talk to him about the things he treasures most.
Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine; the commonest man shows a grace in his quarrel.
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.
Words impress me. If a man can speak eloquently and beautifully to me, I just melt on the floor.
Man is not constituted to take pleasure in the same things always.
So much is man the slave of his heart that he will shut his eyes to what does not please him and believe all that he hopes.
You must understand that love never keeps a man from pursuing his Personal Legend. If he abandons that pursuit, it's because it wasn't a true love.. the love that speaks the language of the world.
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
A man thinks that by mouthing hard words he understands hard things.
To the last, I grapple with thee; From Hell's heart, I stab at thee; For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee.
Each of us, face to face with other men, is clothed with some sort of dignity, but we know only too well all the unspeakable things that go on in the heart.
The ballet is a purely female thing; it is a woman, a garden of beautiful flowers, and man is the gardener.
Man was so created by the Lord as to be able while living in the body to speak with spirits and angels, as in fact was done in the most ancient times; for, being a spirit clothed with a body, he is one with them.
To be thoroughly conversant with a man's heart, is to take our final lesson in the iron-clasped volume of despair.
I am the wisest man alive, for I know one thing, and that is that I know nothing.
Pale Death beats equally at the poor man's gate and at the palaces of kings.
He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it.
The good of a book lies in its being read. A book is made up of signs that speak of other signs, which in their turn speak of things. Without an eye to read them, a book contains signs that produce no concepts; therefore it is dumb.
Words, yes, formulating things, creating something from your heart, it is something very necessary, yes.
No, not rich. I am a poor man with money, which is not the same thing.
A warrior knows that he is only a man. His only regret is that his life is so short that he can't grab onto all the things he would like to. But for him, this is not an issue; it's only a pity.
I am in love - and, my God, it is the greatest thing that can happen to a man. I tell you, find a woman you can fall in love with. Do it. Let yourself fall in love. If you have not done so already, you are wasting your life.
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.