Quotes About Cripples

Uncertainty cripples any serious and firm resolve and results in opinions swaying from one side to the other, leaving any decision that is made weak and half done, even when it comes to the most essential measures of self-preservation.

How fatally the entire want of humor cripples the mind.

Statues lined the stairs and stood, dotted across the roof. But they had been brutalized by time and the weather. Some were missing arms. Many had no faces. Once they had been saints and angels. Two hundred years standing in London had turned them into cripples.

But I have had visions of judgment. I see mainly the obstinacy of cripples. We do not love ourselves, but persist in stubbornness. Each man is stubbornly, stubbornly himself.

But I have had visions of judgment. I see mainly the obstinacy of cripples. We do not love ourselves, but persist in stubbornness. Each man is stubbornly, stubbornly himself. Above all himself, to the end of time.

Patriarchy demands of men that they become and remain emotional cripples.

But whoever always wants only fortune of others is ugly, since he cripples himself. A murderer is one who wants to force others to blessedness, since he kills his own growth.

Fear cripples faster than any implement of war.

A great war leaves the country with three armies — an army of cripples, an army of mourners, and an army of thieves.

Zarathustra, however, answered thus unto him who so spake: When one taketh his hump from the hunchback, then doth one take from him his spirit—so do the people teach. And when one giveth the blind man eyes, then doth he see too many bad things on the earth: so that he curseth him who healed him. He, however, who maketh the lame man run, inflicteth upon him the greatest in him — so do the people teach concerning cripples

All my best words are deserters and do not answer the trumpet call, and the remainder are cripples.

A great war leaves the country with three armies — an army of cripples, an army of mourners, and an army of thieves.

You know what I mean. Is it true the folk hereabouts"—he pointed to the land ahead—"are cripples? Missing half their hindquarters?" "The fauns? Cripples?" I laughed. "By the gods who made them, no!