A golf course is the epitome of all that is purely transitory in the universe, a space not to dwell in, but to get over as quickly as possible.
The spirit of a nation is what counts-the look in its eyes.
When he (man) ceased any longer to heed the words of the seers and prophets, science lovingly brought forth the radio.
Everyone always dies for his country. If you have lived in it, well and wisely and actively, you die for it too.
The brave men die in war. It takes great luck or judgment not to be killed. Once‚ at least‚ the head has to bow and the knee has to bend to danger. The soldiers who march back under the triumphal arches are death's deserters.
During war we imprison the rights of man.
A wife loves out of duty, and duty leads to constraint, and constraint kills desire.
Education makes us more stupid than the brutes. A thousand voices call to us on every hand, but our ears are stopped with wisdom.
It's odd how people waiting for you stand out far less clearly than people you are waiting for.
I remember a time when a cabbage could sell itself by being a cabbage. Nowadays it’s no good being a cabbage – unless you have an agent and pay him a commission. Nothing is free anymore to sell itself or give itself away. These days, Countess, every cabbage has its pimp.
Each day the worst of our faults, our deficiencies, our crimes, the truth of our lives, is stifled under a triple layer of forgetfulness, death and the ordinary course of justice.
In war-time a man is called a hero. It doesn't make him any braver, and he runs for his life. But at least it's a hero who is running away.
Women have no sense of the abstract-a woman admiring the sky is a woman caressing the sky. In a woman's mind beauty is something she needs to touch.
Their own kind of logic which cries for miracles and, on occasion.
Who would prefer peace to the glory of hunger and thirst, of wading through mud, and dying in the service of one's country?
All the evil in the world is the fault of the self-styled pure in heart, a result of their eagerness to unearth secrets and expose them to the light of the sun.
Falsehood is the jockey of misfortune.
Countries are like fruit-the worms are always inside.
Born enemies don't fight. Nations you would say were designed to go to war against each other by their skins, their language, their smell; always jealous of each other, always hating each other; they're not the ones who fight. You will find the real antagonists in nations fate has groomed and made ready for the same war.
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