Quotes About Man

It is right it should be so: Man was made for joy and woe; And when this we rightly know Through the world we safely go.

IV   The bounded is loathed by its possessor. The same dull round even of a universe would soon become a mill with complicated wheels. V   If the many become the same as the few, when possess'd, More! More! is the cry of a mistaken soul, less than All cannot satisfy Man. VI   If any could desire what he is incapable of possessing, despair must be his eternal lot. VII   The desire of Man being Infinite the possession is Infinite & himself Infinite.

Vala] provides a profound analysis of man's limitations but no hint of escape from the prison - no suggestion that it is conceiving of the world as a prison that makes it a prison, that the key to the Gates of Paradise is in the mind.

Four Mighty Ones are in every Man: a perfect Unity Cannot exist but from the Universal Brotherhood of Eden, The Universal Man, to Whom be glory evermore Amen.

You're a romanticist. What do you think a man is, a papaya? To digest your dinner? In pill form?

Marriage So different, this man And this woman: A stream flowing In a field.

A man is indeed a city, and for the poet there are no ideas but in things.

It lives as pictures only can : by their power TO ESCAPE ILLUSION and stand between man and nature as saints once stood between man and the sky...

Women can rob a man of sense faster than Appalachian jug whiskey.

We ought to recollect ... that a book consists, like man, from whom it draws its lineage, of a body and a soul.

But is God a Yale man?

Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.

And when I think about that, I think that if nothing but being married will help a man, he's durn nigh hopeless.

I believe that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of man's puny, inexhaustible, voice still talking! ...not simply because man alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because man has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion, sacrifice and endurance.

A man's moral conscience is the curse he had to accept from the gods in order to gain from them the right to dream.

It's like there was a fellow in every man that's done a-past the sanity or the insanity, that watches the sane and the insane doings of that man with the same horror and the same astonishment.

ingenuity was apparently given man in order that he may supply himself in crises with shapes and sounds with which to guard himself from truth.

thinking as he had thought before and would think again and as every other man has thought: how false the most profound book turns out to be when applied to life.

Te lo entrego no para que recuerdes el tiempo, sino para que de vez en cuando lo olvides durante un instante y no agotes tus fuerzas intentando someterlo. Porque nunca se gana una batalla dijo. Ni siquiera se libran. El campo de batalla solamente revela al hombre su propia estupidez y desesperación, y la victoria es una ilusión de filósofos e imbéciles.

So vast, so limitless in capacity is man's imagination to disperse and burn away the rubble-dross of fact and probability, leaving only truth and dream.

and he every man is the arbiter of his own virtues but let no man prescribe for another mans wellbeing and i temporary and he was the saddest word of all there is nothing else in the world of all there is nothing else in the world its not despair its not even time

He turned into the road at that slow and ponderous gallop, the two of them, man and beast, leaning a little stiffly forward as though in some juggernautish simulation of terrific speed though the actual speed itself was absent, as if in that cold and implacable and undeviating conviction of both omnipotence and clairvoyance of which they both partook known destination and speed were not necessary.

There are worse things than killing men, Bayard. There are worse things than being killed. Sometimes I think the finest thing that can happen to a man is to love something, a woman preferably, well, hard hard hard, then to die young because he believed what he could not help but believe and was what he could not (could not? would not) help but be.

The] Christ story is one of the best stories that man has invented. . . . Faulkner in the University, 117