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Men have such a good opinion of themselves, of their mental superiority and intellectual depth; they believe themselves so skilled in discerning the true from the false, the path of safety from those of error, that they should be forbidden as much as possible the perusal of philosophic writings. ↗

— Al-Ghazali

#men

Awe is what moves us forward. ↗

— Joseph Campbell

#mythology #philosophy #spirituality #art

Some men are born posthumously. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#history #men

Indifference to me, is the epitome of all evil. ↗

— Elie Wiesel

#ayn-rand #evil #evil-men #objectivism #psychopathic-personalities

There are many roles that people play and many images that they project. There is, for example, the "nice" man who is always smiling and agreeable. "Such a nice man," people say. "He never gets angry." The facade always covers its opposite expression. Inside, such a person is full of rage that he dares not acknowledge or show. Some men put up a tough exterior to hide a very sensitive, childlike quality. Even failure can be a role. Many masochistic characters engage in the game of failure to cover an inner feeling of superiority. An outward show of superiority could bring down on them the jealous wrath of the father and the threat of castration. As long as they act like failures they can retain some sexuality, since they are not a threat to her father. ↗

— Alexander Lowen

#childhood #fear #guilt #parenthood #repression

And may God be merciful, because these twisted men will not. ↗

— Brom

#not #the-child-thief #twisted #men

Is beauty enhanced or adulterated by utility? ↗

— Sena Jeter Naslund

#philosophy #beauty

Fact: I don't know of a single girl who doesn't wish the show-it-all boxer-shorts phenomenon would go away as well. Guys, we just don't want to see your underwear. Truthfully, we believe that there is a direct correlation between how much underwear you show and how much you've got upstairs, if you know what I mean. ↗

— Lisa Samson

#clothing #fashion #faux-pax #men #men

I review my three boyfriends, the three men I slept with in my twenties, searching for a common thread. Nothing. No consistent features, coloring, stature, personality. But one theme does emerge: they all picked me. And then dumped me. I played the passive role. Waiting for Hunter and then settling for Joey. Waiting to feel more for Nate. Then waiting to feel less. Waiting for Alec to go away and leave me in peace. And now Dex. My number four. And I am still waiting. For all of this to blow over. For his September wedding. For someone who gives me that tingly feeling as I watch him sleeping in... ↗

— Emily Giffin

#men

For God’s sake, let us be men not monkeys minding machines or sitting with our tails curled while the machine amuses us, the radio or film or gramophone. Monkeys with a bland grin on our faces. ↗

— D.H. Lawrence

#humanity #machines #monkeys #reflection #thought