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Worst of any, however, were the fertilizer men, and those who served in the cooking rooms. These people could not be shown to the visitor,--for the odor of a fertilizer man would scare any ordinary visitor at a hundred yards, and as for the other men, who worked in tank rooms full of steam, and in some of which there were open vats near the level of the floor, their peculiar trouble was that they fell into the vats; and when they were fished out, there was never enough of them left to be... Upton Sinclair
A man who couldn't make things go right could at least go. He could quit trying to get out of the way of life. Chuck routine. Live the real jeopardy of circumstance. It was a question of dignity. William Least Heat-Moon
It is only the story... that saves our progeny from blundering like blind beggars into the spikes of the cactus fence. The story is our escort; without it, we are blind. Does the blind man own his escort? No, neither do we the story; rather, it is the story that owns us. Chinua Achebe
All through my life I've had this strange unaccountable feeling that something was going on in the world, something big, even sinister, and no one would tell me what it was." "No," said the old man, "that's just perfectly normal paranoia. Everyone in the Universe has that. Douglas Adams
Industrial man—a sentient reciprocating engine having a fluctuating output, coupled to an iron wheel revolving with uniform velocity. And then we wonder why this should be the golden age of revolution and mental derangement. Aldous Huxley
The man who truly and disinterestedly enjoys any one thing in the world, for its own sake, and without caring two-pence what other people say about it, is by that very fact forewarmed against some of our subtlest modes of attack. C. S. Lewis
Benjamin Harrison quote: "I pity the man who wants a coat so cheap that the manor woman..."
I pity the man who wants a coat so cheap that the manor woman who produces the cloth will starve in the process. Benjamin Harrison
Ray Bradbury quote: "A book is a loaded gun in the house next door...Who knows who..."
A book is a loaded gun in the house next door...Who knows who might be the target of the well-read man? Ray Bradbury
Mae West quote: "Don't cry for a man who's left you--the next one may fall for..."
Don't cry for a man who's left you--the next one may fall for your smile. Mae West
Paracelsus quote: "Alterius non sit qui suus esse potest. (Let no man belong to..."
Alterius non sit qui suus esse potest. (Let no man belong to another that can belong to himself.) Paracelsus
At the top the bridge with the stars shining above the harbor, I look to the north and wish again that there were two lives apportioned to every man and woman. Pat Conroy
There never can be a man so lost as one who is lost in the vast and intricate corridors of his own lonely mind, where none may reach and none may save. Isaac Asimov
Jules Renard quote: "The truly free man is the one who can turn down an invitation..."
The truly free man is the one who can turn down an invitation to dinner without giving an excuse. Jules Renard
Caspian felt sure that he would hate the new Tutor, but when the new Tutor arrived about a week later he turned out to be the sort of person it is almost impossible not to like. He was the smallest, and also the fattest, man Caspian had ever seen. He had a long, silvery, pointed beard which came down to his waist, and his face, which was brown and covered with wrinkles, looked very wise, very ugly, and very kind. His voice was grave and his eyes were merry so that, until you got to now him... C. S. Lewis
Two months after marching through Boston, half the regiment was dead; at the dedication, William James could almost hear the bronze Negroes breathe. Their monument sticks like a fishbonein the city's throat. Its Colonel is as leanas a compass-needle. He has an angry wrenlike vigilance, a greyhound's gently tautness; he seems to wince at pleasure, and suffocate for privacy. He is out of bounds now. He rejoices in man's lovely, peculiar power to choose life and die--when he leads his black... Robert Lowell

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