Quotes About Harshness

Sometimes nature is even crueller than politics.

Lightning strikes the earth and thunder heralds the doom but the earth bears it all in silence, teaching us that life may be harsh to us but we shouldn't be so to life.

Nietzsche was personally more philosophical than his philosophy. His talk about power, harshness, and superb immorality was the hobby of a harmless young scholar and constitutional invalid.

Sometimes I feel as if there's an explanation to my life that continues to escape me; that I've missed something noble, something sublime; that in some way I have cheated myself...life is so strange, so harsh.

I locate Essential Spain at last - the cruel winds, the grinding poverty, the unforgiving landscape. It could be Wales.

Do not regret the passing of the camel and the caravan. The Sahara has changed, but it remains a desert without compromise, the world in its extreme. There is no place as dry and hot and hostile.

Do not regret the passing if the camel and the caravan. The Sahara has changed, but it remains a desert without compromise, the world in its extreme. There is no place as dry and hot and hostile.

Great God! This is an awful place.

Let him who desires to be harsh in making demands upon his debtors consider that he is God's debtor.

It was beautiful in a harsh I'm-going-to-gut-you-like-a-fish kind of way.

I grew up in a desert, which has no kind of imagination.

Terwijl jij daar geveld ligt door Coatlicue, krimpt onze welvaartsstaat weer samen, zoals ieder jaar als de donkere dagen rond kerstfeest naderen, tot de knusse wereld van Anton Pieck. Het krijsen van de goden wordt hier gedempt door de bellekens van de arreslede. Mijn god, kunnen wij hier ook niet bar en bitter met een koolraap aan het spit de bijtende koude door een slonzige pels heen tot de huid laten doordringen.

I am the Love Cactus. Make desert to me.

The blast that swept him came off New Hampshire snow-fields and ice-hung forests. It seemed to have traversed interminable leagues of frozen silence, filling them with the same cold roar and sharpening its edge against the same bitter black-and-white landscape. (The Triumph Of The Night)

When I had been there a little longer, and had seen this phase of crystal clearness followed by long stretches of sunless cold; when the storms of February had pitched their white tents about the devoted village and the wild cavalry of March winds had charged down to their support; I began to understand why Starkfield emerged from its six months' siege like a starved garrison capitulating without quarter.

True ease in writing comes from art, not chance,As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.'Tis not enough no harshness gives offense;The sound must seem an echo to the sense.

Some days I would go without any fire at all, and eat raw frozen meat and melt snow in my mouth for water.

High Romanticism shows you nature in all its harsh and lovely metamorphoses. Flood, fire and quake fling us back to the primal struggle for survival and reveal our gross dependency on mammoth, still mysterious forces.

It is a harsh world, indescribably cruel. It is a gentle world, unbelievably beautiful. It is a world that can make us bitter, hateful, rabid, destroyers of joy. It is a world that can draw forth tenderness from us, as we lean towards one another over broken gates. It is a world of monsters and saints, a mutilated world, but it is the only one we have been given. We should let it shock us not into hatred or anxiety, but into unconditional love.

Love was long over, but what was lost to him he still loved so harshly that it prevented him from listening even to its trace.

This is a hard place. Only hard things survive here: hard rock, coarse grass, tough sheep, savage birds, sturdy houses and strong men. It is for places like this that the word "bleak" has been invented.

Farewell, fair cruelty.

I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness.

The desert doesn't care who you are, and neither does anyone or anything who lives in it.