I wonder if anyone knows what I mean when I say that some people make the world seem like a large place filled with different lands, and languages, and cultures; and others make it seem like a small place where a new Tom Hanks movie is being released on video this week.
We all change. When you think about it, we are all different people all through our lives. And that's okay, that's good, you gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be.
An adversary is not one who does loathsome acts for their own sake. He always has a reason that to him is justification. My cat eats mice. Does that make him bad? I don't think so, and the cat doesn't think so, but I would bet the mice have a different opinion. Every murderer thinks the victim needed killing.
Any kind of life can go wrong, or sicken, or suffer. Lives get old, decay, and finally die. Disliking that fact because it hurts isn’t any different than disliking life itself.
Every morning, we get a chance to bedifferent. A chance to change. A chance to bebetter. Your past is your past. Leave it there. Get on with the future part.
For this reason alone, the alternative between capitalism and socialism is false - not only because neither exists anywhere in its pure state anyhow, but because we have here twins, each wearing a different cap.
So true. We strive in school to achieve something we don't even want. Then when we are done with school and we get a job, we strive to something within that job, and that carries on our whole life. We are striving to achieve something we will never get. UNLESS, we do something different with our lifes.
If you have any dreams, do whatever you can to achieve that dream. THEN you will be happy. And that is when you start living!
When you're little, night time is scary because there are monsters hiding right under the bed. When you get older the monsters are different. Self doubt, Loneliness, Regret. And though you may be older and wiser, you still find yourself scared of the dark.
As we stand there, it hits me how quickly everything changes - how life is like peering into a kaleidoscope, and just as you're looking at a gorgeous pattern you think you'd maybe even like to keep around forever, the colors morph into something completely different, and there's not getting back to that first pattern. No matter how much you'd like to see it again.
I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!
We all leave one another. We die, we change - it's mostly change - we outgrow our best friends; but even if I do leave you, I will have passed on to you something of myself; you will be a different person because of knowing me; it's inescapable...
Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square hole. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
But all individuals are different. Some of us just wouldn't be satisfied with just carrying out a routine job and being happy. Yet I envied those people. I had a brother who I really envied because he was a mailman. But he's the one that had all the fun. He had himself a trailer, and he used to go out and go fishing, and he didn't worry about payrolls and stories and picture grosses or anything.
I really don't know. Our customs are so different from yours. The sight of a city makes us Indians sick. Perhaps it is because we are savages and we do not understand.
Seattle, Chief of the DuwamishDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist
I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a door mat or a prostitute.
The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that's the essence of inhumanity.
George Bernard ShawDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 2. November 1950) Zur Autorenbiographie
