Read Or Die

"Those endowed with extreme benevolence set the world in order; those possessed of extreme maliciousness turn the world into disorder."

"Those endowed with extreme benevolence set the world in order; those possessed of extreme maliciousness turn the world into disorder."

But pain is perfect misery, the worst of evils, and, excessive, overturns all patience.

These are the lessons to be learned. Drink chamomile tea to calm the spirit. Feed a cold and starve a fever. Read as many books as you can. Always choose courage. Never watch another woman burn. Know that love is the only answer.

He would believe. Not because something had been proven to him beyond his ability to deny. But because he chose to.

In English, we say: "I feel sad for no reason." But in poetry, we say: "Some days, the weight of nothing feels heavier than everything.”

“but love is not fashionable any more, the poets have killed it. They wrote so much about it that nobody believed them, and I am not surprised. True love suffers, and is silent.

New tastes are like new ideas, young man— the older you get, the more difficult they are for you to stomach.

Avoidable human misery is more often caused not so much by stupidity as by ignorance, particularly our ignorance about ourselves.

True beauty could be discovered only by one who mentally complete the incomplete.

Women aren’t usually consulted on wars. We send our husbands and brothers and sweethearts to do the dying, hold the pieces together while they’re gone, then pick up what’s left when they come home—if they come home—but we’re seldom asked what we think.

I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself.

Perhaps romance always seemed a slightly foolish thing to everyone until one actually fell into it.

Honor without compassion was meaningless. Duty without love was nothing. War without the purpose of peace was just empty bloodshed.

But I had absolutely lost all sense of personal dignity, and could not tear myself away from the spectacle of my own misery

“Men want power because it makes them feel good. Women want power because it lets us do things.

Beauty is just like a book. Some will not bother to look beyond the cover; others will find the entire tome utterly captivating.