'Tis the maddest trick a man can ever play in his whole life, to let his breath sneak out of his body without any more ado, and wi...thout so much as a rap o'er the pate, or a kick of the guts; to go out like the snuff of a farthing candle, and die merely of the mulligrubs, or the sullens.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The bourgeoisie loves so-called "positive" types and novels with happy endings since they lull one into thinking that it is fine t...o simultaneously acquire capital and maintain one's innocence, to be a beast and still be happy.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The system was breaking down. The one who had wandered alone past so many happenings and events began to feel, backing up along th...e primal vein that led to his center, the beginning of hiccup that would, if left to gather, explode the center to the extremities of life, the suburbs through which one makes one's way to where the country is.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
While criticism or fear of punishment may restrain us from doing wrong, it does not make us wish to do right. Disregarding this si...mple fact is the great error into which parents and educators fall when they rely on these negative means of correction. The only effective discipline is self-discipline, motivated by the inner desire to act meritoriously in order to do well in one's own eyes, according to one's own values, so that one may feel good about oneself may "have a good conscience."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If youth is the period of hero-worship, so also is it true that hero-worship, more than anything else, perhaps, gives one the sens...e of youth. To admire, to expand one's self, to forget the rut, to have a sense of newness and life and hope, is to feel young at any time of life.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
One must apply one's reason to everything here, learning to obey, to shut up, to help, to be good, to give in, and I don't know wh...at else. I'm afraid I shall use up all my brains too quickly, and I haven't got so very many. Then I shall not have any left for when the war is over.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is so much more difficult to live with one's body than with one's soul. One's body is so much more exacting: what it won't have... it won't have, and nothing can make bitter into sweet.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I remember a very important lesson that my father gave me when I was twelve or thirteen. He said, "You know, today I welded a perf...ect seam and I signed my name to it." And I said, "But, Daddy, no one's going to see it!" And he said, "Yeah, but I know it's there." So when I was working in kitchens, I did good work.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I read, with a kind of hopeless envy, histories and legends of people of our craft who "do not write for money." It must be a plea...sant experience to be able to cultivate so delicate a class of motives for the privilege of doing one's best to express one's thoughts to people who care for them. Personally, I have yet to breathe the ether of such a transcendent sphere. I am proud to say that I have always been a working woman, and always had to be ...LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Few white citizens are acquainted with blacks other than those projected by the media and the so--called educational system, which... is nothing more than a system of rewards and punishments based upon one's ability to pledge loyalty oaths to Anglo culture. The media and the "educational system" are the prime sources of racism in the United States.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »