A solitary, unused to speaking of what he sees and feels, has mental experiences which are at once more intense and less articulate than those of a gregarious man.
THOMAS MANNThere is only one real misfortune: to forfeit one’s own good opinion of oneself. Lose your complacency, once betray your own self-contempt and the world will unhesitatingly endorse it.
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There is only one real misfortune: to forfeit one’s own good opinion of oneself. Lose your complacency, once betray your own self-contempt and the world will unhesitatingly endorse it.
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Everything is politics.
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Innate in nearly every artistic nature is a wanton, treacherous penchant for accepting injustice when it creates beauty and showing sympathy for and paying homage to aristocratic privilege.
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No man remains quite what he was when he recognizes himself.
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What good would politics be, if it didn’t give everyone the opportunity to make moral compromises.
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Tolerance becomes a crime when applied to evil.
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He thought what a fine thing it was that people made music all over the world, even in the strangest settings – probably even on polar expeditions.
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All interest in disease and death is only another expression of interest in life.
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Yes, they are carnal, both of them, love and death, and therein lies their terror and their great magic!
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Time cools, time clarifies; no mood can be maintained quite unaltered through the course of hours.
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For to be poised against fatality, to meet adverse conditions gracefully, is more than simple endurance; it is an act of aggression, a positive triumph.
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If you are possessed by an idea, you find it expressed everywhere, you even smell it.
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People’s behavior makes sense if you think about it in terms of their goals, needs, and motives.
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War is only a cowardly escape from the problems of peace.
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Often I have thought of the day when I gazed for the first time at the sea. The sea is vast, the sea is wide, my eyes roved far and wide and longed to be free. But there was the horizon. Why a horizon, when I wanted the infinite from life?
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