The light that radiates from the great novels time can never dim, for human existence is perpetually being forgotten by man and thus the novelists discoveries, however old they may be, will never cease to astonish.
To be ignorant of the lives of the most celebrated men of antiquity is to continue in a state of childhood all our days.
Anyone who attempts to generate random numbers by deterministic means is, of course, living in a state of sin.
The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.
Excellence, then, is a state concerned with choice, lying in a mean, relative to us, this being determined by reason and in the way in which the man of practical wisdom would determine it.
If we were living in ancient Rome or Greece, I would be considered sickly and unattractive. The times dictate that thin is better for some strange reason, which I think is foolish.
One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.
If there is one place on the face of earth where all the dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India.
Deprived of meaningful work, men and women lose their reason for existence; they go stark, raving mad.
Millions of men have lived to fight, build palaces and boundaries, shape destinies and societies; but the compelling force of all times has been the force of originality and creation profoundly affecting the roots of human spirit.
My whole working philosophy is that the only stable happiness for mankind is that it shall live married in blessed union to woman-kind - intimacy, physical and psychical between a man and his wife. I wish to add that my state of bliss is by no means perfect.
I was born out of due time in the sense that by temperament and talent I should have been more suited for the life of a small Bach, living in anonymity and composing regularly for an established service and for God.
Civil war? What does that mean? Is there any foreign war? Isn't every war fought between men, between brothers?
Fix reason firmly in her seat, and call to her tribunal every fact, every opinion. Question with boldness even the existence of a God; because, if there be one, he must more approve of the homage of reason, than that of blindfolded fear.
You philosophers are lucky men. You write on paper and paper is patient. Unfortunate Empress that I am, I write on the susceptible skins of living beings.
It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.
Time destroys the speculation of men, but it confirms nature.
I mean, the Constitution of this country was written 200 years ago. The house I was living in in Madrid is 350 years old! America is still a project, and you guys are working on it and bringing new things to it every day. That is beautiful to watch.
The World Trade Center is a living symbol of man's dedication to world peace... a representation of man's belief in humanity, his need for individual dignity, his beliefs in the cooperation of men, and, through cooperation, his ability to find greatness.
Beliefs have the power to create and the power to destroy. Human beings have the awesome ability to take any experience of their lives and create a meaning that disempowers them or one that can literally save their lives.
The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live.
We seem to have a compulsion these days to bury time capsules in order to give those people living in the next century or so some idea of what we are like.
Faith is a living, daring confidence in God's grace, so sure and certain that a man could stake his life on it a thousand times.
I hate to see complacency prevail in our lives when it's so directly contrary to the teaching of Christ.
Men do what is called a good action, as some piece of courage or charity, much as they would pay a fine in expiation of daily non-appearance on parage.? Thier works are done as an apology or extenuation of thier living in the world.-as invalids and the insane pay a high? board.? Thier virtues are penances.? I do not wish to expiate, but to live.? My life is for itself and not a spectacle.?I can not consent to pay for privilege where I have intrinsic right.