The north wind has no corn and a poor man no friend.
A man is only as effective as the effect he has on his surroundings,' Gordon was saying. 'And if a man is not effective, if his very is as insubstantial as thought, then what is this man? Is he a man? Or is he merely the thought of a man?
A man who wants the truth becomes a scientist; a man who wants to give free play to his subjectivity may become a writer; but what should a man do who wants something in between?
Buggin' Out: You the man. Mookie: No you the man. Buggin' Out: You the man. Mookie: No you the man. Buggin' Out: No. I'm just a struggling Black man trying to keep my dick hard in a cruel and harsh world.
The emotions of man are stirred more quickly than man’s intelligence.
A rich man loves to work, a poor man loves to eat.
A good man never makes excuses, a smart man is never in a position to need one.
Stupid man produces noise; clever man produces silence!
A young man without ambition is an old man waiting to be.
I like a guy who is confident and easy-going, but a man who's a man, not a man who is a little boy. I like a man who is comfortable with himself.
Man has gone long enough, or even too long, without being man enough to face the simple truth that the trouble with man is man.
There is only one way in which one can endure man's inhumanity to man and that is to try, in one's own life, to exemplify man's humanity to man.
A common man marvels at uncommon things. A wise man marvels at the commonplace.
How do you ask a man to be the last man to die in Vietnam? How do you ask a man to be the last man to die for a mistake?
Pride in the case of a rich man is bad, but pride in the case of a poor man is worse.
I had to break up with Medusa. I just got sick of buying mice for her hair. I should have ended it sooner, but you try looking into those eyes.
Some people are attracted to sickness, to the kind of madness where sparks fly off the head, to the incoherence of despair, masked by nervous energy, which winds up looking like bewildered joy.
Indeed, in that sense we’re all rather often almost like mad people, only with the slight difference that the ‘sick’ are somewhat madder than we are, so that it’s necessary to draw a line here.
There. We can be friends now." "Someone like you could never be my friend." "Why ever not?" "Because I'm a nice person, and you're a sick, twisted bitch.
I suppose it is that sickness and weakness are selfish things and turn our inner eyes and sympathy on ourselves, whilst health and strength give love rein, and in thought and feeling he can wander where he wills.
Be nice to her,” I muttered under my breath. “She’s my sister; she got sick. She lost her kid. For all I know, she may have eaten her.
