#men

Një nga paragjykimet, që kultivojnë burrat për ne, është se ne vdesim për shampanjë. Sikur zona, ku gudulisemi më shumë të ishte gjuha. ↗

— Christine Grän

#men

There's a queer streak in human natures. Men come back to places for secret reasons, for feelings they cannot resist.' More than men come back,” I said. ↗

— Leland Hall

#horror #supernatural #men

Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#great-men #hubris #humility #literature #literature-quotes

Oh goodness infinite, goodness immense! That all this good of evil shall produce, And evil turn to good; more wonderful Than that which by creation first brought forth Light out of darkness! Full of doubt I stand, Whether I should repent me now of sin By me done, and occasioned; or rejoice Much more, that much more good thereof shall spring; To God more glory, more good-will to men From God, and over wrath grace shall abound. ↗

— John Milton

#god #good #grace #redemption #men

Robert could piss in a cup and men would call it wine, but I offer them cold clear water and they squint in suspicion and mutter to each other about how queer it tastes. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

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Men are excessively ruthless and cruel not as a rule out of malice but from outraged righteousness. How much more is this true of legally constituted states, invested with all this seeming moral authority of parliaments and congresses and courts of justice! The destructive capacity of an individual, however vicious, is small; of the state, however well-intentioned, almost limitless. Expand the state and the destructive capacity necessarily expands too. Collective righteousness is far more ungovernable than any individual pursuit of revenge. That was a point well understood by Woodrow Wilson, who warned: 'Once lead this people into war and they'll forget there ever was such a thing as tolerance. ↗

— Paul Johnson

#indignation #men

Erindringen om nærheden sidder i navlen, og vi forstår aldrig for alvor at vi skal være adskilt fra andre. Vi fortvivles og formerer os for at føle os forbundne til noget levende, men kun for igen at blive adskilt fra disse skabninger med et enkelt klip fra en saks. ↗

— Stine Pilgaard

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When the boy was with his father in the house outside of the city, he was drilled about visitors to the apartment. His father took careful notes. Were there men? he said. And all the boy could think of were the men who brought their dinners, who fixed their sink and toilet. What about late nights? Does she go out at night? Does she leave you alone? The light on those mornings streaming through the windows made him yearn for the the diffuse gray light of the city, its cool tones, like the side of a ship gliding into a harbor. - third eye ↗

— Meg Sefton

#flash-fiction #short-story #men

...for he of all men knew how dangerously stubborn Henry Fitz Empress could be. There were faint bloodstains upon the tiles in Canterbury Cathedral testifying to that. ↗

— Sharon Kay Penman

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And Beauvoir knew then the man was a saint. He's been touched by any number of medical men and women. All healers, all well intentioned, some kind, some rough. All made it clear they wanted him to live, but none had made him feel that his life was precious, was worth saving, was worth something. ↗

— Louise Penny

#life #worth #men