#cease

Everything tends to make us believe that there exists a certain point of the mind at which life and death, the real and the imagined, past and future, the communicable and the incommunicable, high and low, cease to be perceived as contradictions. ↗

— Andre Breton

#cease #certain #certain point #communicable #contradictions

For the gay establishment, the death of right and wrong began when gaining civil rights ceased to be enough. ↗

— Tammy Bruce

#ceased #civil #civil rights #death #enough

In a controversy the instant we feel anger we have already ceased striving for the truth, and have begun striving for ourselves. ↗

— Buddha

#anger #begun #ceased #controversy #feel

To fall into a habit is to begin to cease to be. ↗

— Miguel de Unamuno

#cease #fall #habit #into

I know that I have lived because I have felt, and, feeling giving me the knowledge of my existence, I know likewise that I shall exist no more when I shall have ceased to feel. ↗

— Giacomo Casanova

#ceased #exist #existence #feel #feeling

Abatement in the hostility of one's enemies must never be thought to signify they have been won over. It only means that one has ceased to constitute a threat. ↗

— Quentin Crisp

#ceased #constitute #hostility #means #must

Seriously, though, I think I never ceased to be grateful of the fact that I am able to do a job that I really love - I never got over that. ↗

— Judi Dench

#am #be grateful #ceased #fact #got

Born in iniquity and conceived in sin, the spirit of nationalism has never ceased to bend human institutions to the service of dissension and distress. ↗

— Thorstein Veblen

#born #ceased #conceived #dissension #distress

If you read history you will find that the Christians who did most for the present world were precisely those who thought most of the next. It is since Christians have largely ceased to think of the other world that they have become so ineffective in this. ↗

— C. S. Lewis

#ceased #christians #did #find #history

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease. ↗

— John Muir

#bowing #branches #cease #ear #enthusiasm