Quotes About Comparison

Why should be fruit be held inferior to the flower?

Envy is a horrible thing. It is unlike all other kinds of suffering in that there is no disguising it, no elevating it into tragedy. It is more than merely painful, it is disgusting.

Indeed, so long as they are not permitted to have standards of comparison, they never even become aware that they are oppressed.

If there is one man to whom I do feel myself inferior, it is a coal-miner.

Some kinds of failure are better than other kinds

Still, if you gave me the choice of having any woman you care to name, but I mean any woman, or catching a ten-pound carp, the carp would win every time.

Was life better before the Revolution than it is now?

Dodici voci si alzarono furiose, e tutte erano simili. Non c'era da chiedersi ora che cosa fosse successo al viso dei maiali. Le creature di fuori guardavano dal maiale all'uomo, dall'uomo al maiale e ancora dal maiale all'uomo, ma già era loro impossibile distinguere fra i due.

The subsidiary reason is that the Party member, like the proletarian, tolerates present-day conditions partly because he has no standards of comparison. He must be cut off from the past, just as he must be cut off from foreign countries.

If I were forced to compare Tolstoy with Dickens , I should say that Tolstoy's appeal will probably be wider in the long run, because Dickens is scarcely intelligible outside the English-speaking culture; on the other hand, Dickens is able to reach simple people, which Tolstoy is not. Tolstoy's characters can cross a frontier, Dickens's can be portrayed on a cigarette-card. But one is no more obliged to choose between them than between a sausage and a rose.

Why should the fruit be held inferior to the flower?

Le creature di fuori gurdavano dal maiale all'uomo dall'uomo al maiale e ancora dal maiale all'uomo, ma già era loro impossibile distinguere fra i due.

Invidia e un lucru oribil. Se deosebeste de toate celelalte suferinte pentru ca nu poate fi deghizata, nu poate fi inaltata pana la tragedie. E mai mult decat simpla durere, e dezgustatoare.

No había duda de la transformación ocurrida en las caras de los cerdos. Los animales asombrados, pasaron su mirada del cerdo al hombre, y del hombre al cerdo; y, nuevamente, del cerdo al hombre; pero ya era imposible distinguir quién era uno y quién era otro.

No cabía duda alguna de la transformación en las caras de los cerdos. Los animales, atravesados por el asombro, pasearon su mirada del cerdo al hombre, y nuevamente del hombre al cerdo, una y otra vez, pero les fue imposible hallar diferencia alguna entre uno y otro.

Why should the fruit be held inferior to the flower? "She's beautiful," he murmured. "She's a meter across the hips, easily," said Julia. "That is her style of beauty," said Winston.

Los animales asombrados, pasaron su mirada del cerdo al hombre, y del hombre al cerdo; y, nuevamente, del cerdo al hombre; pero ya era imposible distinguir quién era uno y quién era otro

As compared with last year there was more food, more clothes, more houses, more furniture, more cooking pots, more fuel, more ships, more helicopters, more books, more babies—more of everything except disease, crime, and insanity. Year by year and minute by minute, everybody and everything was whizzing rapidly upwards.

That's it for me. I'm fucked. As per usual. Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. Although come to think of it I was never even the freaking bridesmaid. Look, show your cock. It's the shortest line between two points. The world ain't giving away nice lives. You got a trust fund? You a genius? Show your cock. It's what you got.

Oh, mansion shmansion. Did Gandhi's house have the largest outdoor trampoline in the tristate area? Did Jesus have a two-acre remote-controlled car track, with mountains to scale and a little village that lit up at night? Not in his Bible.

Thomas: Wow, that treehouse is like twice the size of our actual house. Pam (whispering): Don't say 'like.' Me: Oh, ha ha, let him say what he wants, let's not be-- Thomas: That treehouse is twice the size of our actual house.

They brought the first guy back and the two old hippies sat side by side, seemingly wary of each other. She felt that each, in his mind, was making the case for being the more intelligent and authentic washed-up former hippie.

It is less, less than we wanted it to be, and yet it's more, too—it's small and a bit pathetic, judged against the work of the great masters, but there it is, all ours.

Los creadores, los descubridores científicos, quienes reinan en la política y en la guerra, forjan nuestro mundo. No son como nosotros. De ahí nuestra furibunda esperanza de olfatear algún defecto en su magnitud; de reducirlos a nuestro propio, insignificante tamaño.