New and stirring things are belittled because if they are not belittled the humiliating question arises 'Why then are you not taking part in them?
But he was one of those weak creatures, void of pride, timorous, anemic, hateful souls, full of shifty cunning, who face neither God nor man, who face not even themselves.
Had Moreau had any intelligible object, I could have sympathized at least a little with him. I am not so squeamish about pain as that. I could have forgiven him a little even, had his motive been only...
The study of Nature makes a man at last as remorseless as Nature.
Roman Catholicism is a broken and utterly desperate thing, capable only of malignant mischief in our awakening world.
It's my opinion he don't want to kill you,' said Perea - 'at least not yet. I've heard deir idea is to scar and worry a man wid deir spells, and narrow misses, and rheumatic pains, and bad dreams, and...
The peaceful splendour of the night healed again. The moon was now past the meridian and travelling down the west. It was at its full, and very bright, riding through the empty blue sky.
He came away with an exasperated sense of failure. He denounced parliamentary government root and branch that night. Parliament was doomed. The fact that it had not listened to Rud was only one little...
Oh, Lord! don't I know it's difficult! ... Don't I know that perhaps it's impossible! But it's the only way to do it. Therefore, I say, let's try to get it done. And everybody says, 'difficult, diffic...
One may picture, too, the sudden shifting of the attention, the swiftly spreading coils and bellyings of that blackness advancing headlong, towering heavenward, turning the twilight to a palpable dark...
إن ترف الطلاق بعيد عن كل منهما،والتعريف القديم التقليدي للزواج بأنه الحياة معا على السراء والضراء لا يناسبه أبدا،إذ بلغت الأمور ذروتها المأساوية. إن البنائين حين يغضبون من زوجاتهم،فإنهم يركلونهن حتى ا...
The sea was silent, the sky was silent; I was alone with the night and silence.
Public men in America are too public. Too accessible. This sitting on the stoop and being 'just folk' was all very well for local politics and the simple farmer days of a hundred years ago, but it's n...
Man is now a new animal, a new and different animal; he can jump a hundred miles, see through brick walls, bombard atoms, analyse the stars, set about his business with the strength of a million horse...
If it were not for collectors England would be full, so to speak, of rare birds and wonderful butterflies, strange flowers and a thousand interesting things. But happily the collector prevents all tha...
The uglier a man's legs are, the better he plays golf. It's almost a law.
Why did every human concern clog itself up in a tangle of routines, formalities, disciplines, imperatives? Why couldn’t one be free? Really free? Guarding one’s freedom, wasn’t freedom at all. Why cou...
We are kept keen on the grindstone of pain and necessity.
There is no liberty, save wisdom and self-control. Liberty is within--not without. It is each man's own affair.
But giving drugs to a cat is no joke, Kemp!