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ONE CANT BE WISE ALL THE TIME.ONE WOULD DIE OF DISGUST.
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The truth, he thought, has never been of any real value to any human being. It is a symbol for mathematicians and philosophers to pursue. In human relations kindness and lies are worth a thousands truths
Misery is worse in the darkness.
Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim. It is, one is told, the unforgivable sin, but it is a sin the corrupt or evil man never practices. He always has hope. He never reaches the freezing point of knowing absolute failure. Only the man of goodwill carries always in his heart this capacity for damnation.
The price of life is eternal vigilance.
Love isn’t a fact like age and religion.
No human being can really understand another, and no one can arrange another’s happiness.
Friendship is something in the soul. It is a thing one feels. It is not a return for something.
Everybody everywhere believes what is bad.
Happiness is never really so welcome as changelessness.
In our hearts there is a ruthless dictator, ready to contemplate the misery of a thousand strangers if it will ensure the happiness of the few we love.
I have had much woman trouble in my life. Now it is better because I have learned the way. The way is not to care a damn, Major Scobie. You say to each of them,’ I do not care a damn .I sleep with whom I please. You take me or leave me. I do not care a damn. But’They always take you, Major Scobie.’He sighed into his wisky.’Sometimes I have wished they would not take me.
