What is food to one man is bitter poison to others.
What is food to one, is to others bitter poison.
Fool! Don't you see now that I could have poisoned you a hundred times had I been able to live without you.
For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness.
Poison is in everything, and no thing is without poison. The dosage makes it either a poison or a remedy.
In every tyrant's heart there springs in the end this poison, that he cannot trust a friend.
I have owed you this letter for a very long time-but my fingers have avoided the pencil as though it were an old and poisoned tool.
Death. The certain prospect of death could sweeten every life with a precious and fragrant drop of levity- and now you strange apothecary souls have turned it into an ill-tasting drop of poison that makes the whole of life repulsive.
We are able to find everything in our memory, which is like a dispensary or chemical laboratory in which chance steers our hand sometimes to a soothing drug and sometimes to a dangerous poison.
There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills.
Men become accustomed to poison by degrees.
If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?
Those who enjoy their own emotionally bad health and who habitually fill their own minds with the rank poisons of suspicion, jealousy and hatred, as a rule take umbrage at those who refuse to do likewise, and they find a perverted relief in trying to denigrate them.
As there is a use in medicine for poisons, so the world cannot move without rogues.
Most ballet teachers in the United States are terrible. If they were in medicine, everyone would be poisoned.
Generating anger is like drinking poison and waiting for someone else to die.
The instinct of nearly all societies is to lock up anybody who is truly free. First, society begins by trying to beat you up. If this fails, they try to poison you. If this fails too, the finish by loading honors on your head.
What you have now is a Hollywood that is pure poison. Hollywood was a central place in the history of art in the 20th century: it was human idealism preserved. And then, like any great place, it collapsed, and it collapsed into the most awful machinery in the world. Why don't I see a Frank Capra today? Because people aren't like this anymore? People haven't changed that much in 60 years.