Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy -- common clay, if you like -- eating, breeding, working, counting their pennies; people who just live; ordinary people; people you can't imagine dead. And then there are the others -- the noble ones, the heroes. The ones you can quite well imagine lying shot, pale and tragic; one minute triumphant with a guard of honor, and the next being marched away between two gendarmes.
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The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy mischance after another, not because read more
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There are new words now that excuse everybody. Give me the good old days of heroes and villains. the people read more
There are new words now that excuse everybody. Give me the good old days of heroes and villains. the people you can bravo or hiss. There was a truth to them that all the slick credulity of today cannot touch.
You lived too long, we have supped full with heroes, they waste their deaths on us.
You lived too long, we have supped full with heroes, they waste their deaths on us.
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Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism -- how passionately I hate them!
Every hero becomes a bore at last.
Every hero becomes a bore at last.
What is a society without a heroic dimension?
What is a society without a heroic dimension?
We can't all be heroes, because somebody has to sit on the curb and applaud when they go by.
We can't all be heroes, because somebody has to sit on the curb and applaud when they go by.
