Quotes About Crisis

The House must be a steady stabilising factor in the State, and not an instrument by which the disaffected sections of the Press can attempt to promote one crisis after another.

More than any other time in history, mankind faces a crossroads. One path leads to despair and utter hopelessness. The other, to total extinction. Let us pray we have the wisdom to choose correctly.

Suddenly, one day, out of nowhere, an enormous abyss opened up beneath our feet and I was staring into a face I didn't recognize.

We now have two homes," I bleated to my wife, fishing out the cyanide capsule my accountant had given me in the event things had taken precisely this turn.

Later, on the great lawn at Tanglewood, under the Big Dipper, listening to the unbearable sadness of Mahler's Fourth, they eventually drifted back into each other's arms, and the crisis faded.

The events of the last forty years have inflicted such a blow to the self confidence of Western civilization and to the belief in progress which was so strong during the nineteenth century, that men tend to go too far in the opposite direction: in fact the modern world is experiencing the same kind of danger which was so fatal to the ancient world--the crisis of which Gilbert Murray writes in his Four Stages of Greek Religion as "The Loss of Nerve.

Byrd anticipated the crisis of loneliness. What he had not counted on was how closely a man could come to dying and still not die or want to die.

will collapse and temperatures will rise—and then the waters will. Global agricultural production will level off and then fall. What food remains will be local and not enough. And all these things will come to pass while people continue to argue about them. Until there is no more argument, because there is no more doubt.

Desperation can do strange things to people. Even those we love.

The state of emergency is also always the state of emergence

La crisis de la educación no es una crisis más entre las muchas crisis que tenemos, sino que la educación está en el centro del problema. El mundo está en una crisis profunda porque no tenemos una educación para la conciencia. Tenemos una educación que en cierto modo le está robando a la gente su conciencia, su tiempo y su vida

Any idiot can face a crisis—it's day to day living that wears you out.

That the very delusion which drove me to a death-loving desperation should so suddenly vanish would seem to indicate that many a suicide might be averted if the person contemplating it could find the proper assistance when such a crisis impends.

The financial implode is bound to be reflected in the movies that are being made, there's no question.

We are running this planet like a business in liquidation.

Even if we could grow our way out of the crisis and delay the inevitable and painful reconciliation of virtual and real wealth, there is the question of whether this would be a wise thing to do. Marginal costs of additional growth in rich countries, such as global warming, biodiversity loss and roadways choked with cars, now likely exceed marginal benefits of a little extra consumption. The end result is that promoting further economic growth makes us poorer, not richer.

So now get up.' Felled, dazed, silent, he has fallen; knocked full length on the cobbles of the yard. His head turns sideways; his eyes are turned toward the gate, as if someone might arrive to help him out. One blow, properly placed, could kill him now.

May 29, the Central Committee of the Sections goes into "permanent session" — what a fine, crisis-ridden sound it has, that term!

In the first play, the crisis is Thomas More. In the second it's Anne Boleyn. In the third book, and the third play, it's crisis every day, an overlapping series of only just negotiable horrors. It's climbing and climbing. Then a sudden abrupt fall - within days.

Persons in whom a crisis takes place pass the night preceding the paroxysm uncomfortably, but the succeeding night generally more comfortably.

What remains in diseases after the crisis is apt to produce relapses.

I am in over my head. I am drowning.

Everything stops. No air is in my lungs. There is a pain in my chest as though my heart cannot bear. As though something inside me is cracking. As though I am going to come apart.

in times of crisis a person's face is somehow stripped back to something essential and universally human: all those labels like "beautiful," "sexy," "plain" became irrelevant.