Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Quotes
Society is a long series of uprising ridges, which from the first to the last offer no valley of repose. Whenever you take your stand, you are looked down upon by those above you, and reviled and pelted by those below you. Every creature you see is a farthing Sisyphus, pushing his little stone up some Liliputian mole-hill. This is our world.
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The difference between Amazon and us is Amazon is more like an empire - everything they control themselves, buy and sell.
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Greetings and death to our enemies.
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Technology is vital. We have to have development in new technology if we're going to solve these environmental problems without throwing humanity back in poverty.
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I was hiding behind athletics and all my jockitude, so I didn't have to deal with being ostracized as the weird art kid.
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During the long process of history, by relying on our own diligence, courage and wisdom, Chinese people have opened up a good and beautiful home where all ethnic groups live in harmony and fostered an excellent culture that never fades.
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Twitter is all about user experience - the fact that it is so easy, so clean, so unencumbered has won it so many users and fans, for so many different reasons.
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She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
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I think life is always dangerous. Some people get afraid of it. Some people don't go forward. But some people, if they want to achieve their goal, they have to go. They have to move... We have seen the barbaric situation of the 21st century in Swat. So why should I be afraid now?
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It is thought and feeling which guides the universe, not deeds.
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I see flaws as a kind of beauty.
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There are many traditionally published authors who have hated the cover their publisher's decided on. Or the title or the marketing or the advertising. But there was nothing they could do about it.
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Not to discriminate every moment some passionate attitude in those about us, and in the very brilliancy of their gifts some tragic dividing on their ways, is, on this short day of frost and sun, to sleep before evening.
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If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little - somebody who is obsessed by Making.
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The rites were just the husks left over from deeper things, no pith remaining and no mystery, nothing to lift up the soul or go to the brain like wine. And, as generally happens, the more truth the ritual lost the more they bolstered it with significance. There is a saying among the Moi: The chief is clad in gold and purple, only the god dares to go naked.
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I'm not good at the protocols of dating. laughs I'm not really experienced in that. My girlfriend is my second or third girlfriend. I think in the past none of us really knew when we were 'dating'-we were just hanging out and doing things. I didn't go to high school so I missed the prom.
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'And when a strong man is sweet, even Goddesses look down from Mount Olympus.'
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I'm just enjoying my life at the moment.
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I was very confused with where my life was heading, but I knew that whatever I did, music was going to be involved.
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I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.
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There are only a few images that are not forced to provide meaning, or have to go through the filter of a specific idea.
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The ideals of liberalism have been divorced from any realities of modern social structure that might serve as the means of their realization. ... The detachment of liberalism from the facts of a going society make it an excellent mask for those who do not, cannot, or will not do what would have to be done to realize its ideals.
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Scientists have argued that research is good for health, wealth, and society, and the government has trusted them on that.
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The degree of tolerance attainable at any moment depends on the strain under which society is maintaining its cohesion.
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Society is a long series of uprising ridges, which from the first to the last offer no valley of repose. Whenever you take your stand, you are looked down upon by those above you, and reviled and pelted by those below you. Every creature you see is a farthing Sisyphus, pushing his little stone up some Liliputian mole-hill. This is our world.
