Quotes About Common

Poetry is nothing more than an intensification or illumination of common objects and everyday events until they shine with their singular nature, until we can experience their power, until we can follow their steps in the dance, until we can discern what parts they play in the Great Order of Love. How is this done? By fucking around with the syntax.

POETRY IS NOTHING more than an intensification or illumination of common objects and everyday events until they shine with their singular nature, until we can experience their power, until we can follow their steps in the dance, until we can discern what parts they play in the Great Order of Love. How is this done? By fucking around with syntax.

POETRY IS NOTHING more than an intensification or illumination of common objects and everyday events until they shine with their singular nature, until we can experience their power, until we can follow their steps in the dance, until we can discern what parts they play in the Great Order of Love.

Forgetting, I would even go so far as to say historical error, is a crucial factor in the creation of a nation; thus the progress of historical studies is often a danger for national identity . . . The essence of a nation is that all individuals have many things in common, and also that they have forgotten many things'. Ernest Renan

But he's happy to draw the distinctions between us. Within minutes of learning about our common conflict zones he tells me, without a whiff of irony, "I hate journalists." "Get in line," I tell him. It's not like I haven't heard the sentiment before.

You're not like other people and it pains me to see you do something so common when I know there's much more to you than that. (Jack) How do you know? (Lorelei) I see it every time I look at you. You have a passion for life that burns so bright it almost singes me to be near it. Every time I see you suppress that fire it pains me. I don't want anything to extinguish that fire. (Jack)

Our habitual, daily routines appear merely as common, everyday battles. People strive to protect themselves against the encroachments of others, dropping a Venetian blind over their faces and fastening it tight.

Nevertheless, I cannot help feeling hope. It is not the same as being buried alive, and surely there is cause for hope. Isn't it true that the liabilities of an incomplete person--not being able, without the mask, to sing, to exchange blows with an enemy, to be a lecher, to dream--have become a common subject between me and others, and I alone am not guilty? Perhaps so. Perhaps so indeed.

Don't be afraid of being scared. To be afraid is a sign of common sense. Only complete idiots are not afraid of anything.

Fourth, the system of conceptual metaphors is not arbitrary or just historically contingent; rather, it is shaped to a significant extent by the common nature of our bodies and the shared ways that we all function in the everyday world.

Without honor, a knight is no more than a common killer. It is better to die with honor than to live without it.

walking with the bowlegged swagger all the horselords affected when forced to dismount and stride the earth like common mortals.

articles of agreement which were to bind these friends in a common partnership, whereby it was understood

Nonsense is so good only because common sense is so limited.

Language is like money, without which specific relative values may well exist and be felt, but cannot be reduced to a common denominator.

Culture is on the horns of this dilemma if profound and noble it must remain rare, if common it must become mean.

If we must withhold all ribbing in the name of protecting everyone's feelings, then we truly are a toothless society. We will reach what I call "the lowest common denominator of butthurt.

This is an age in which one cannot find common sense without a search warrant.

One character all messages had in common was vague generality. "Fly away with me," a tussie-mussie might suggest, but never "Meet me at the railway depot at six-thirty.

Love is not altogether a delirium, yet it has many points in common therewith.

A minister is coming down every generation nearer and nearer to the common level of the useful citizen - no oracle at all, but a man of more than average moral instincts, who if he knows anything, knows how little he knows.

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age 18.

it was an intimate bond between the men of that generation ... for nothing brings men close together than a common misfortune happily overcome.

Personally, I think so-called common language is more interesting and apropos than proper English; it's passionate and powerful in ways that wherefore art thou ass and thy elbow just isn't.