Everything that rises sets, and everything that grows, grows old.
The more that social democracy develops, grows, and becomes stronger, the more the enlightened masses of workers will take their own destinies, the leadership of their movement, and the determination of its direction into their own hands.
As life grows more terrible, its literature grows more terrible.
My dear brother Barack Obama has a certain fear of free black men. As a young brother who grows up in a white context, brilliant African father, he’s always had to fear being a white man with black skin. All he has known culturally is white. He has a certain rootlessness, a deracination.
The world is not so much in need of new thoughts as that when thought grows old and worn with usage it should, like current coin, be called in, and, from the mint of genius, reissued fresh and new.
It is the dissimilarities and inequalities among men which give rise to the notion of honor; as such differences become less, it grows feeble; and when they disappear, it will vanish too.
Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with best using.
Whilst we deliberate how to begin a thing, it grows too late to begin it.
There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.
Dare to be true. Nothing can need a lie: a fault which needs it most, grows two thereby.