Thou blind man's mark, thou fool's self-chosen snare, Fond Fancy's scum and dregs of scattered thought,... Band of all evils, cradle of causeless care, Thou web of will whose end is never wrought; Desire! desire, I have too dearly bought With price of mangled mind thy worthless ware;LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Painting is a blind man's profession. He paints not what he sees, but what he feels, what he tells himself about what he has seen.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As if he were a pot of dates... in a blind man's hand, Mothers, they pilfer my husband and they're jealous of me! The cobra's hood has come out of its tail.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In vain thou kindlest all thy smoky fire, For virtue hath this better lesson taught,... Within myself to seek my only hire, Desiring nought but how to kill desire.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When we can drain the Ocean into mill-ponds, and bottle up the Force of Gravity, to be sold by retail, in gas jars; then may we ho...pe to comprehend the infinitudes of man's soul under formulas of Profit and Loss; and rule over this too, as over a patent engine, by checks, and valves, and balances.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned, ever...ywhere is war ... and until there are no longer first-class and second-class citizens of any nation, until the color of a man's skin is of no more significance than the color of his eyes, me seh war. And until the basic human rights are equally guaranteed to all without regard to race, there is war. And until that day, the dream of lasting peace, world citizenship, rule of international morality, will remain but a fleeting illusion to be pursued, but never attained ... now everywhere is war.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »