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Bardot, Byron, Hitler, Hemingway, Monroe, Sade: we do not require our heroes to be subtle, just to be big. Then read more
Bardot, Byron, Hitler, Hemingway, Monroe, Sade: we do not require our heroes to be subtle, just to be big. Then we can depend on someone to make them subtle.
Claret is the liquor for boys; port for men; but he who aspires to be a hero must drink brandy.
Claret is the liquor for boys; port for men; but he who aspires to be a hero must drink brandy.
Unhappy the land that is in need of heroes.
Unhappy the land that is in need of heroes.
Nurture your mind with great thoughts; to believe in the heroic makes heroes.
Nurture your mind with great thoughts; to believe in the heroic makes heroes.
What with making their way and enjoying what they have won, heroes have no time to think. But the sons read more
What with making their way and enjoying what they have won, heroes have no time to think. But the sons of heroes -- ah, they have all the necessary leisure.
The characteristic of genuine heroism is its persistency. All men have wandering impulses, fits and starts of generosity. But when read more
The characteristic of genuine heroism is its persistency. All men have wandering impulses, fits and starts of generosity. But when you have resolved to be great, abide by yourself, and do not try to reconcile yourself with the world. The heroic cannot be common, nor the common heroic.
The opportunities for heroism are limited in this kind of world: the most people can do is sometimes not to read more
The opportunities for heroism are limited in this kind of world: the most people can do is sometimes not to be as weak as they've been at other times.
A hero is someone we can admire without apology.
A hero is someone we can admire without apology.
..one of the strongest motives that lead men to art and science is escape from everyday life with its painful read more
..one of the strongest motives that lead men to art and science is escape from everyday life with its painful crudity and hopeless dreariness, from the fetters of one's own ever-shifting desires. A finely tempered nature longs to escape from the personal life into the world of objective perception and thought
