If we expect bigots to accept the verdict of the majority
once the majority has spoken, then we must permit them
to express their bigotry in the process whose verdict we
ask them to accept.
Political language is designed to make lies sound
truthful and murder respectable, and to give an
appearance of solidity to pure wind.
The past is not dead. It's not even past.
Blood and destruction shall be so in use,
And dreadful objects so familiar,
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quartered with the hands of war,
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds.
The historian will tell you what happened.
The novelist will tell you what it felt like.
They that can give up essential liberty
to obtain a little temporary safety deserve
neither liberty nor safety.
You measure democracy by the freedom
it gives its dissidents, not the freedom it
gives its assimilated conformists.
Peace cannot be kept by force. It can
only be achieved by understanding.
Nothing will end war unless the
people themselves refuse to war.
Buying books would be a good thing if one could also buy the time to read them in: but as a rule the purchase of books is mistaken for the appropriation of their contents.
It does not require many words to speak the truth.
Hago rojas señales sobre tus ojos ausentes
que olean como el mar a la orilla de un faro.
Vital literature is not made by the study of literature,
but by the study of things, of life.
After all, we have no objective justification for feeling certain about anything. Certainty is for fools, or liars.
States of human happiness and good fortune
can as a rule be compared with certain groups
of trees: seen from a distance they look beautiful,
but if you go up to and into them their beauty
disappears and you can no longer discover it.
That is why we so often feel envy for other people.
Po karekare ana
ngä wai o Waiapu, 1
Whiti atu koe hine
marino ana e.
E hine e
hoki mai ra.
Ka mate ahau 2
I te aroha e.
Tuhituhi taku reta
tuku atu taku rïngi,
Kia kite tö iwi
raru raru ana e.
Whati whati taku pene 3
ka pau aku pepa,
Ko taku aroha
mau tonu ana e.
E kore te aroha
e maroke i te rä,
Mäkükü tonu i
aku roimata e.
They are agitated
the waters of Waiapu,
But when you cross over girl
they will be calm.
return to me,
I could die
of love for you.
I have written my letter
I have sent my ring,
so that your people can see
that I am troubled.
My pen is shattered,
I have no more paper
But my love
is still steadfast.
My love will never
be dried by the sun,
It will be forever moistened
by my tears.
-a Maori song
Never forget it: decay is inherent in all things.
- last words of the Buddha Gautama, 483 B.C.
This wallpaper is killing me; one of us has to go.
-last words of Oscar Wilde, 1900 A.D.