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Really was the most tactless person upon earth, - a fluffy, feathery, untidy cockatoo of a man, perfectly good-natured, but absolutely centered upon his own silly self.
What a splendid head, yet no brain.
I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.
I call him free who is led solely by reason.
What is thy sentence then but speechless death.
[The seers call him wise] whose every attempt is free, without any desire for gain, without any selfishness.
I am a free man. I feel as light as a feather.
QUIXOTIC, adj. Absurdly chivalric, like Don Quixote. An insight into the beauty and excellence of this incomparable adjective is unhappily denied to him who has the misfortune to know that the gentleman's name is pronounced Ke-ho-tay.
The man who doesn't want anything is invincible.
In certain ways it was easy for others to take advantage of him. He refused to complain about anything. [ ... ] Impenetrable. And because of that, at times almost serene.
LEONATO
Neighbours, you are tedious.
DOGBERRY
It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor duke's officers; but truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find it in
my heart to bestow it all of your worship.
Frail but never weak.
One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
The man whose silent daysIn harmless joys are spent,Whom hopes cannot delude,Nor sorrow discontent:That man needs neither towersNor armour for defence,Nor secret vaults to flyFrom thunder's violence.
How vain, without the merit, is the name.
Who then is free? the wise man who is lord over himself;
Whom neither poverty nor death, nor chains alarm; strong to withstand his passions and despise honors, and who is completely finished and rounded off in himself.
Now Thorndyke is going to enjoy himself. To him a perfectly unintelligible will is a thing of beauty and a joy forever; especially if associated with some kind of recondite knavery.
Jean-Louis had never had a day's illness in his life. He was tall and as gnarled as an oak. The sun had baked his skin until it had the colour and toughness and stillness of a tree. With advancing years, he had lost his tongue. He now never spoke, considering such an activity pointless.
Peaceful Warrior
To have so little, and it of so little value, was to be quaintly free.
To-day kings, to-marrow beggars, it is only when they are themselves that they are nothing.
Call Malcolm Price (Pricey) a 'chancer' and you would be wrong. Pricey has, with premeditated determination, won his battles and hung his gloves up; his story is no less dramatic or tantalising than that of his Welsh ancestors.
Enlightenment, if left unclouded by pathetic fancy, leads to a very special and bracing sort of nihilism - positivist, rationalist ... merciless.
Who then is free? the wise man who is lord over himself;
Whom neither poverty nor death, nor chains alarm; strong>strongstrong> to withstand his passions and despise honors, and who is completely finished and rounded off in himself.
Invincible is just a word
Simplicity without a name
Is free from all external aim.
With no desire, at rest and still,
All things go right as of their will.
when u have no enemies ,you are characterless.
The masterless man ... afflicted with the magic of the necessary words ... Words that may become alive and walk up and down in the hearts of the hearers.
A certain jollity of mind, pickled in the scorn of fortune.
It is a bad year for kings," said Gondy, shaking his head; "look at England, madame."
"Yes; but fortunately we have no Oliver Cromwell in France," replied the Queen.
"Who knows?" said Gondy; "such men are like thunderbolts - one recognized them only when they have struck.
Who then is free? The one who wisely is lord of themselves, who neither poverty, death or captivity terrify, who is strong to resist his appetites and shun honors, and is complete in themselves smooth and round like a globe
Idleness, simon-pure, from which all manner of good springs like seed from a fallow soil, is sure to be misnamed and misconstrued ...
No care and no sorrow,
Who knows his virtues name or place, hath none.
To be completely free, compelled by none to do as they wished
The wretch who lives without freedom feels like dressing in the mud from the streets Those who have you, o Liberty, do not know. you. Those who do not have you should not speak of you, but win you.
Blind and unwavering undisciplined at all times constitutes the real strength of all free men.
Nothing need be apprehended from this miserable adventurer.
The greatest cunning is to have none at all.
Unstoppable soul, determined spirit.
MACDUFF That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face! If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine, My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still.
Who has courage to say no again and again to desires, to despise the objects of ambition, who is a whole in himself, smoothed and rounded.
He is armed without who is innocent within, be this thy screen, and this thy wall of brass.
Of all the featherless beasts, only man, chained by his self-imposed slavery to the clock, denies the elemental fire and proceeds as best he can about his business, suffering quietly, martyr to his madness. Much to learn.
Nameless is my price.
Between cowardice and despair, valour is gendred.
He was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all
I had rather be guillotined than a guillotiner.
The mind's only perfect vassal.
a virtuous person,
Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.
Nothing is so entirely admirable as a man bravely wretched.
With a goose-quill and a few sheets of paper, I mock myself of the universe. They say I am the son of a courtesan; it may be so, but I have the heart of a King. I live free, I enjoy myself, I can call myself happy.
Like a bird on a wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir,
I have tried in my way to be free!!
I have no desire for wealth or possessions, and so I have nothing. I do not experience the initial suffering of having to accumulate possessions, the intermediate suffering of having to guard and keep up possessions, nor the final suffering of loosing the possessions.
Free is a man who has no desires.
The tongueless torturer and the flower of chivalry. An unlikely alliance.
No man ever was glorious, who was not laborious.
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.
I am not merry, but I do beguile the thing I am by seeming otherwise.
Quill: An instrument of torture yielded by a goose and commonly weilded by as ass.
The struggle of the noble, free-thinking
Hopeless. Freak. Elephant. Pitiful
You think you walk, Lucy? I think you fly. You see yourself in a uniform? I see you in a cape. You're a hero, of the quietest but most genuine nature.
Those who never trial, never fails.
I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods.
He is lifeless that is faultless.
RICH I'm lamenting. I've lost my innocence.
CROMWELL You lost that some time ago. If you've only just noticed, it can't have been very important to you.
Ability without enthusiasm is like a rifle without a bullet.
Unkingly, in so many ways, My King.
Get you gone, you dwarf,
You minimus of hindering knotgrass made,
You bead, you acorn!
Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.
The unmerciful man is most certainly an unblessed man. His sympathies are all dried up; he is afflicted with a chronic jaundice, and lives timidly and darkly in a little, narrow rat-hole of distrust.
I write in praise of the solitary act: of not feeling a trespassing tongue forced into one's mouth, one's breath smothered, nipples crushed against the ribcage, and that metallic tingling in the chin set off by a certain odd nerve: unpleasure.
CHERFUL IN ALL WEATHERS, NEVER SHERKED A TASK, SPLENDID BEHAVIOUR.
He is at once a great lazybones, pitifully ambitious, and famous for unhappiness; for his entire life he has had practically nothing but half-baked ideas. The sun of laziness, which ceaselessly glows within him, vaporizes him and gnaws away that half-genius that heaven bestowed upon him.
Without Virtue there can be no liberty
Valiant! The word mocked me, for I knew myself to be anything but valiant. What I had done, I had done in a fit of insane bitterness, not with cool courage, not with brave quick thinking, not with presence of mind - but with absence of it.
Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,
I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no,
And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.
Let no one think of me that I am humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind: dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends. To such a life glory belongs.
She [Sidonie Rougon] never spoke of her husband, nor of her childhood, her family, or her personal concerns. There was only one thing she never sold, and that was herself.
If you are a guillotine producer, watch out your head; because wickedness is a boomerang.
What is your name?"
"Again sir, that is no concern of yours."
"A mystery," he said. "I shall have to call you Clorinda."
...
"Judith! What the devil? exclaimed Peregrine. "Has there been an accident?"
"Judith," repeated the gentleman of the curricle pensively. "I prefer Clorinda.
THE LETTERS FROM NO ONE T
What is a hero without his name?
-The Penitent God
The man who is roused neither by glory nor by danger it is in vain to exhort; terror closes the ears of the mind.
[Lat., Quem neque gloria neque pericula excitant, nequidquam hortere; timor animi auribus officit.]
Liberty a word without which all other words are vain.
Alone!-that worn-out word, So idly spoken, and so coldly heard; Yet all that poets sing and grief hath known Of hopes laid waste, knells in that word ALONE!
Guilliame came to talk to him, since they were the same rank.
'Lamen. That's an unusual name.'
'It's Patran,' said Damen.
'You speak very good Akielon,' he said, loudly and slowly.
'Thank you,' said Damen.
Carter-headed chicken.
Nothing by chance, nothing is random, nothing is in vain, nothing is trivial
You are nothing but wilderness. No constraint. No mind.
You shout the word - mind, mind, mind - over and over and then you laugh, saying as I live and breathe, a slave by choice.
You think her innocent/ Your little lost girl/ Caped in Inquisition red/ Yet when she leads you hunting Hyde/ Mind don't slay Jekyll in his stead
I had no Freedom. I had nothing.
Life like Stew!!! -Gully Dwarf saying (Dragonlance)
You're naught but a human man. You couldn't possibly understand."
He lifted a brow, still smiling. "Liar."
"Cutpurse."
"Runaway."
"Swindler!
"Coward," he said softly, and she jerked back.
"Bastard!"
"Undoubtedly true." He made a short bow.
Because I cannot flatter and look fair,
Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive, and cog,
Duck with French nods and apish courtesy,
I must be held a rancorous enemy.
Fantastic tyrant of the amorous heart. How hard thy yoke, how cruel thy dart. Those escape your anger who refuse your sway, and those are punished most, who most obey.
Do you think me, because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, I am soulless and heartless?
A Leprecaun without a pot of gold is like a rose without perfume, a bird without a wing, or an inside without an outside.