Quotes About Admiration

What point was there in living if you didn't at least try to be as cool as your heroes? p. 6, Double Duce

even when there's no interest on either side one's coordination completely disappears in the presence of beauty (Abigail's daughter, Jen)

I like to see a man proud of the place in which he lives. I like to see a man live so that his place will be proud of him.

Everybody likes compliment.

This disposition to admire, and almost to worship, the rich and the powerful, and to despise, or, at least, to neglect persons of poor and mean condition, though necessary both to establish and to maintain the distinction of ranks and the order of society, is, at the same time, the great and most universal cause of the corruption of our moral sentiments.

To those who have been accustomed to the possession, or even to the hope of public admiration, all other pleasures sicken and decay. Of all the discarded statesmen who for their own ease have studied to get the better of ambition, and to despise those honours which they could no longer arrive at, how few have been able to succeed?

The great mob of mankind are the admirers and worshippers, and, what may seem more extraordinary, most frequently the disinterested admirers and worshippers, of wealth and greatness.

I have always considered David Hume as approaching as nearly the idea of a perfectly wise and virtuous man as perhaps the nature of human frailty will allow.

The disposition to admire, and almost to worship, the rich and the powerful, and to despite, or, at least, to neglect, persons of poor and mean condition is the great and most universal cause of the corruption of our moral sentiments.

Upon the whole, I have always considered him, both in his lifetime and since his death, as approaching as nearly to the idea of a perfectly wise and virtuous man, as perhaps the nature of human frailty will permit.

He's no Ciro Lazzari. Honey, in the sweepstakes of the acquisition of handsome men, you got the golden ticket. The man you married is one in a million. But you know that.

My brother, the golden boy. It's been this way all our lives. No matter what Matteo does, he is revered.

How do I think of you? As someone I want to be with. As someone as young as me, but older, if that makes sense. As someone I like to look at, not just because you're good to look at, but because just looking at you makes me smile and feel happier. As someone who knows her mind and who I envy for that. As someone who is strong in herself without seeming to need anyone else to help her. As someone who makes me thinks and unsettles me in a way that makes me feel more alive.

The love of flowers is a consequence of modesty and an accommodation with disappointment. Some things need to go permanently wrong before we can start to admire the stem of a rose or the petals of a bluebell.

Love means admiration for qualities in the lover that promise to correct our weaknesses and imbalances; love is a search for completion.

To define a mission for art, then, one of its tasks is to teach us to be good lovers: lovers of rivers and lovers of skies, lovers of motorways and lovers of stones (58). And – very importantly – somewhere along the way, lovers of people.

Architecture excites our respect to the extent that it surpasses us.

What renders the ships and ports invisible is an unwarranted prejudice which deems it peculiar to express overly powerful feelings of admiration towards a gas tanker or a paper mill – or indeed towards almost any aspect of the labouring world.

We are humiliated by what is powerful and mean, but awed by what is powerful and noble.

I did not live Chloe for her body, I loved her body for the promise of who she was. It was a most inspiring promise

Voiko olla suurempaa iloa kuin törmätä kirjailijaan, jonka teoksesta pitää, ja sitten huomata ettei hän ole kirjoittanut vain yhtä tai kahta kirjaa vaan yli kymmenen?

I am secure in the knowledge that I am the mother of your heart, Etsuko said, smiling. But she is the mother of your blood. She deserves to see what a fine woman you have become

Great masters merit emulation, not worship.

There was no reply. That in itself was encouraging. They trudged on, Luke stealing admiring glances at her when she wasn't looking.