Quotes About Culture

Yaz?k ki erkekler, ??mart?ld?klar? zaman nerede durmalar? gerekti?ini ço?u zaman bilmezler. Kad?n?n, bunu hat?rlatmas? ise, utanç verici bir uyarmad?r onlar için. Ya da baz?lar? için öyledir. Belki nesli tükenmeye ba?layan garip yarat?klard?r art?k bu çe?it erkekler. ??te biri daha öldü gitti.

Fakat bizde erkeklerin, k?r?tmaya çal??arak hizmet etmesi bir garip oluyor. ?yi terbiye edilmemi? sirk hayvanlar?na benziyorlar. Efendimiz, milletimiz u?akl??a al??am?yor bir türlü.

You see how all occidental art loses by the fact that the magnificent expressions of love have been denied it. With us, eroticism is poor, stupid and frigid. It is always presented in ambiguous attitudes of sin, while here it preserves all its vital scope, all its passionate poetry and the stupendous pulse of all nature. But you are only a european lover... a poor, timid, chilly little soul.

Civilization is the way one's own people live. Savagery is the way foreigners live.

A partner must be biologically interesting, attractive to us, and you are fascinating. You are horror and beauty in rare combination. In a very real way, you've captured us, and we can't escape. But you're more than only the composition and the workings of your bodies. You are your personalities, your cultures.

No. No, Donner's just a kind of human banister." "A what?" "I mean he's like … like a symbol of the past for us to hold on to as we're pushed into the future. He's nothing. No substance. But having him there, the latest in a two-and-a-half-century-long line of American Presidents make people feel that the country, the culture that they grew up with is still here—that we'll get through these bad times and back to normal.

Human beings are more alike than different—damn sure more alike than we like to admit. I wonder if the same thing wouldn't have happened eventually, no matter which two cultures gained the ability to wipe one another out along with the rest of the world.

Civilization is the way one's own people live. Savagery is the way foreigners live.

Some middle class men prove they're men by having a lot of wives in temporary or permanent relationships. Some upper class men prove they're men by having one wife and a lot of beautiful, disposable young servant girls. Nasty.

It was milk that had sickened her. Animal milk! These people cooked many things with animal milk!

I mean he's like … like a symbol of the past for us to hold on to as we're pushed into the future. He's nothing. No substance. But having him there, the latest in a two-and-a-half-century-long line of American Presidents make people feel that the country, the culture that they grew up with is still here—that we'll get through these bad times and back to normal.

There can be a "boom" in petroleum or wheat, but there can't be a boom in the novel and less still in poetry.

Social criticism begins with grammar and the re-establishing of meanings.

Una civilización que niega a la muerte, acaba por negar a la vida.

I could not eat a kangaroo. But many fine Australians do. Those with cookbooks as well as boomerangs Prefer him in tasty kangaroo-meringues.

Tea began as a medicine and grew into a beverage.

Tea with us became more than an idealization of the form of drinking; it is a religion of the art of life.... Teaism was Taoism in disguise.

Fain would we remain barbarians, if our claim to civilisation were to be based on the gruesome glory of war. Fain would we await the time when due respect shall be paid to our art and ideals.

Tea with us became more than an idealization of the form of drinking; it is a religion of the art of life

The white man knows many things," the other whispered back, "but he doesn't know how to tell a good lie.

We must achieve neither mere history, nor mere fiction, but myth. A true myth is one which, within the universe of a certain culture (living or dead), expresses richly, and often perhaps tragically, the highest admirations possible within that culture.

The Chinese, taking off his air-helmet, uncoiled his pigtail with a certain emphasis, stripped off his heavy coverings, and revealed a sky-blue silk pyjama suit, embroidered with golden dragons.

The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself." ? Albert Camus

In early chapters of this book America is given a not very attractive part. I have imagined the triumph of the cruder sort of Americanism over all that is best and most promising in American culture. May this not occur in the real world! But since the possibility of such an issue is admitted even by many Americans themselves, I shall, I hope be forgiven for emphasizing it, and using it as an early turning point in the long drama of Man.