Quotes About Distinction

The key visual distinction between the drop and none-drop magazines is that the former have a square-edged U-shaped notch at the rear of the feed lips, whereas the notch on the latter is a smooth U-shape.

If it is a distinction to have written a good book, it is also a disgrace to have written a bad one.

Therefore, "a distinction should always be made between what Scripture reports and includes and what it teaches or intends."[269]

Le mystère de l'Autre se trouve résolu. L'Autre c'est celui que l'Un désigne comme tel. L'Un c'est celui qui a le pouvoir de distinguer, de dire qui est qui : qui est « Un », faisant partie du « Nous », et qui est « Autre » et n'en fait pas partie ; celui qui a le pouvoir de cataloguer, de classer, bref de nommer. (p. 19)

the role played by such individuals within the military trial system of the 1940s was as denouncers rather than witnesses – an important distinction.

Noi facem deosebirea dintre o capr? ?i o oaie; dar oare putem distinge o capr? de o alt? capr? sau o oaie de o alt? oaie?

I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn.

Capital is but a form of labor, and its distinction from labor is in reality but a subdivision, just as the division of labor into skilled and unskilled would be.

I learned a long time ago in the outpatient clinic to make no distinction –as some condescending doctors still do –between 'real' or 'psychological' pain. All pain is produced in the brain, and the only way pain can vary, other than in its intensity, is how it is best treated, or more particularly in my clinic, whether surgery might help or not.

My subsequent life as a neurosurgeon was to teach me that the distinction between physical and psychological illness is false – at least, that illnesses of the mind are no less real than those of the body, and no less deserving of our help.

But these were essentially the accoutrements that appeal to all people who are not actually rich but who want to look rich, though all they manage to do is look like each other: damasks, ebony, plants, rugs and bronzes, anything dark and gleaming-everything that all people of a certain class affect so as to be like all other people of a certain class. And his arrangements looked so much like everyone else's that they were unremarkable, though he saw them as something truly distinctive.

And from the height of this perception all that had previously tormented and preoccupied him suddenly became illumined by a cold white light without shadows, without perspective, without distinction of outline. All life appeared to him like magic-lantern pictures at which he had long been gazing by artificial light through a glass. Now he suddenly saw those badly daubed pictures in clear daylight and without a glass.

That which is alike will be called same. That which is not same is different.

Mediocrity wants to be your friend. Be unfriendly.

Life was already sorting them into categories, whether they liked it or not. All they could do was stare at each other dumbly across the widening gaps.

It is not by his faults, but by his excellences, that we measure a great man.

The selective instinct of the artist tells him when his language should be homely, and when it should be more elevated; and it is precisely in the imperceptible blending of the plain with the ornate that a great writer is distinguished. He uses the simplest phrases without triviality, and the grandest without a suggestion of grandiloquence.

Except in the rare cases of great dynamic thinkers whose thoughts are as turning-points in the history of our race, it is by Style that writers gain distinction, by Style they secure their immortality.

Cyberspace is colonising what we used to think of as the real world. I think that our grandchildren will probably regard the distinction we make between what we call the real world and what they think of as simply the world as the quaintest and most incomprehensible thing about us.

The conversion of all truths into questions of power has attacked the very heart of the distinction between true and false.

If our ethical code makes a purely arbitrary distinction between humans and all other species, then we have a code based on naked selfishness devoid of any higher principle.

As a result of that confined distribution, peoples who pride themselves on being civilized have always viewed writing as the sharpest distinction raising them above "barbarians" or "savages.

A hyperreal henceforth sheltered from the imaginary, and from any distinction between the real and the imaginary, leaving room only for the orbital recurrence of models and for the simulated generation of differences.

Those who distinguish civil from theological intolerance are, to my mind, mistaken