No man, proclaimed Donne, is an Island, and he was wrong. If we were not islands, we would be lost, drowned in each other's tragedies. We are insulated (a word that means, literally, remember, made into an island) from the tragedy of others, by our i...
Everybody is great when things are great. It's the 'not great' stuff that matters.
With great power comes great responsibility.
After great droughts come great rains.
Great men have big hearts.
Great minds think alike.
In the midst of great joy, do not promise anyone anything. In the midst of great anger, do not answer anyone 's letter.
People don't really have a relationship with great writing or great production or great art direction or great direction. They just sort of admire it.
You are destiny for greatness. Arise and shine for the glory of God is upon you.
There have been in this century only one great man and one great thing: Napoleon and liberty. For want of the great man, let us have the great thing.
The grace of birth is a divine.
Ah, it is spring, Great spring it is now, Great, great spring - Ah, Great -
The tragedy of Dionysus: Wear a black robe at night, and white you’ll wear by morning; but wear a purple robe to the midnight feast, and when you wake you’ll dress in black to mourn your soul deceased.
That’s the problem with any ‘simple truth’—it always takes a gaggle of complete idiots or a team of all-knowing geniuses to miss it.
The tragedy in life to mourn over is the death of what lies within a person who is still alive. The death of a potential is a mess of destiny!
The world is full of tragedy; and sympathy, a little common sympathy, can do so much to soften the worst of grief. It is for the lack of that, that people despair and go down.
In a world plagued with commonplace tragedies, only one thing exists that truly has the power to save lives, and that is love.
Americans refused to see accidents as accidental. They did not comprehend they while tragedy always exacts a formidable price, it rarely incurs a debt.
She fully expected to see a maniacal killer raising his arms with a plastic bag in his hands to suffocate her
The images of myth must be the daemonic guardians, omnipresent and unnoticed, which protect the growth of the young mind, and guide man's interpretation of his life and struggles.
Without myth, however, every culture loses its healthy creative natural power: it is only a horizon encompassed with myth that rounds off to unity a social movement.
