#low

The world is what it is; men who are nothing, who allow themselves to become nothing, have no place in it. ↗

— V. S. Naipaul

#become #men #nothing #place #themselves

You can often judge the character of a person by the way he treats his fellow men. ↗

— Jeffrey Archer

#fellow-humans #men

The beauty of that June day was almost staggering. After the wet spring, everything that could turn green had outdone itself in greenness and everything that could even dream of blooming or blossoming was in bloom and blossom. The sunlight was a benediction. The breezes were so caressingly soft and intimate on the skin as to be embarrassing. ↗

— Dan Simmons

#beauty-in-nature #flowers #summer #sunlight #sunshine

But have you ever overheard two women discussing men? Men are crude liars, comparing their drabs, but women - I'd rather have [an] anatomist dissect me alive than to listen to the things the ladies say about us when they think they are alone. ↗

— Lois McMaster Bujold

#men

Lynne looked as if she were really having fun, Elizabeth realized. With a smile on her face and a sparkle in her eye, Lynne Henry was actually almost pretty! ↗

— Francine Pascal

#shallow-appearances #sweet-valley #beauty

Stand here, he thought, and count the lighted windows of a city. You cannot do it. But behind each yellow rectangle that climbs, one over another, to the sky - under each bulb - down to there, see that spark over the river which is not a star? - there are people whom you will never see and who are your masters. At the supper tables, in the drawing rooms, in their beds and in their cellars, in their studies and in their bathrooms. Speeding in the subways under your feet. Crawling up in elevators through vertical cracks around you. Jolting past you in every bus. Your masters, Gail Wynand. There is a net - longer than the cables that coil through the walls of this city, larger than the mesh of pipes that carry water, gas and refuse - there is another hidden net around you; it is strapped to you, and the wires lead to every hand in the city. They jerked the wires and you moved. You were a ruler of men. You held a leash. A leash is only a rope with a noose at both ends. ↗

— Ayn Rand

#democracy #follower #leader #living #masses

Women eat ice-cream, men toast marshmallows. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#ice-cream #male-bonding #marshmallows #men-and-women #sorrow

Samson had his Delilah, Adam his Eve, and the Jazter had you. Already, I can see my epitaph. "Here lies Jaz, lover of his fellow men, done in royally by one of them. ↗

— Manil Suri

#men

Fortunately for me, I know well enough what I want, and am basically utterly indifferent to the criticism that I work to hurriedly. In answer to that, I have done some things even more hurriedly theses last few days. ↗

— Vincent Van Gogh

#painting #rebellion #speed #spite #the-yellow-house

Between the conception And the creation Between the emotion And the response Falls the Shadow ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#men