Literature Quotes - Page 9

The answers you get from literature depend on the questions you pose.

The man who sows wrong thoughts and deeds and prays that God will bless him is in the position of a farmer who, having sown tares, asks God to bring forth for him a harvest of wheat.

And what he greatly thought, he nobly dared.

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.

I don't think a tough question is disrespectful.

From the cradle to the coffin underwear comes first.

Perversity is the muse of modern literature.

Why should I ask the wise men: Whence is my beginning? I am busy with the thought: Where will be my end?

What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself.

Divide and rule, the politician cries; unite and lead, is watchword of the wise.

Equality may be a right, but no power on earth can convert it into fact.

The soul is placed in the body like a rough diamond, and must be polished, or the luster of it will never appear.

Good teachers know how to bring out the best in students.

Knowledge is that possession that no misfortune can destroy, no authority can revoke, and no enemy can control. This makes knowledge the greatest of all freedoms.

All play and no work makes Jack a mere toy.

Standardization, instead of individualization. Cheap books, instead of private press editions. Active literature, instead of passive leather bindings.

I realised the amazing power of literature and of the human imagination generally: to make the dead live and to stop the living from dying.

All things truly wicked start from innocence.

Have faith in God; God has faith in you.

Most of us end up with no more than five or six people who remember us. Teachers have thousands of people who remember them for the rest of their lives.

Life is God's novel. Let him write it.

How blessings brighten as they take their flight.

I think there is no world without theatre.

At bottom, textual criticism for virtually all other ancient literature relies on creative conjectures, or imaginative guesses, at reconstructing the wording of the original. Not so with the New Testament.

Consciousness is an end in itself. We torture ourselves getting somewhere, and when we get there it is nowhere, for there is nowhere to get to.