Quotes About Balance

Suppose it were true—Adam, the most rigidly honest man it was possible to find, living all his life on stolen money. Lee laughed to himself—now this second will, and Aron, whose purity was a little on the self-indulgent side, living all his life on the profits from a whorehouse. Was this some kind of joke or did things balance so that if one went too far in one direction an automatic slide moved on the scale and the balance was re-established?

In human affairs of danger and delicacy successful conclusion is sharply limited by hurry.

Tom's cowardice was as huge as his courage, as it must be in great men. His violence balanced his tenderness, and himself was a pitted battlefield of his own forces. He was confused now, but Dessie could hold his bit and point him, the way a handler points a thoroughbred at the barrier to show his breeding and his form.

Things are neither so good nor so bad as they seem to you now

Humans are caught—in their lives, in their thoughts, in their hungers and ambitions, in their avarice and cruelty, and in their kindness and generosity too—in a net of good and evil.

Try to believe that things are neither so good nor so bad as they seem to you now.

What can it profit a man to gain the whole world and to come to his property with a gastric ulcer, a blown prostate, and bifocals?

Woman can change better'n man, Ma said soothingly. Woman got all her life in her arms. Man got it all in his head.

I think perhaps I am one of those lucky mortals whose work and whose life are the same thing.

Hate cannot live alone. It must have love as a trigger, a goad, or a stimulant.

Humans are caught - in their lives, in their thoughts, in their hungers and ambitions, in their avarice and cruelty, and in their kindness and generosity too - in a net of good and evil. I think this is the only story we have.

Tom's cowardice was as huge as his courage, as it must be in great men. His violence balanced his tenderness, and himself was a pitted battlefield of his own forces.

It was a well-balanced family with its conservatives and its radicals, its dreamers and its realists.

And the books that came into the house, some of them secretly—well, Samuel rode lightly on top of a book and he balanced happily among ideas the way a man rides white rapids in a canoe. But Tom got into a book, crawled and groveled between the covers, tunneled like a mole among the thoughts, and came up with the book all over his face and hands. Violence

The desert, being an unwanted place, might well be the last stand of life against unlife. For in the rich and moist and wanted areas of the world, life pyramids against itself and in its confusion has finally allied itself with the enemy non-life.

If the most versatile of living forms, the human, now fights for survival as it always has, it can eliminate not only itself but all other life. (p 165)

Ä°nsan düÅŸünerek yaÅŸam?n? yoluna koyabilir mi, yoksa her ÅŸeyi ak???na m? b?rakmal??

The ancients placed love and war in the hands of closely related gods. That was no accident. That, sir, was a profound knowledge of man.

All in all it was a good firm-grounded family, permanent, and successfully planted in the Salinas Valley, not poorer than many and not richer than many either. It was a well-balanced family with its conservatives and its radicals, its dreamers and its realists. Samuel was well pleased with the fruit of his loins.

For hours he would lie absorbed in the economy of the ground.

Only in laziness can one achieve a state of contemplation which is a balancing of values, a weighing of oneself against the world and the world against itself. A busy man cannot find time for such balancing. We do not think a lazy man can commit murders, nor great thefts, nor lead a mob. He would be more likely to think about it and laugh. And a nation of lazy contemplative men would be incapable of fighting a war unless their very laziness were attacked. Wars are the activities of busy-ness.

It is a fact verified and recorded in many histories that the soul capable of the greatest good is also capable of the greatest evil.

That mini heart attack you have when you realize you tipped your chair back just a little too far.

It is not good to want a thing too much. It sometimes drives the luck away. You must want it just enough.