This character in the film, these things that he says which sound like advice and wise things, they are very common for Orientals. It's all the tradition.
We read to know we're not alone.
We read to know that we are not alone.
Experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn fast.
God creates us free, free to be selfish, but He adds a mechanism that will penetrate our selfishness and wake us up to the presence of others in this world, and that mechanism is called suffering.
All the fear in the world, and the violence that comes from the fear, and the hatred that comes from the violence, and the lonliness that comes from the hatred. All the unhappiness, all the cruelty, it gathers like clouds in the air, and grows dark and cold and heavy, and falls like grey snow in thick layers over the land. Then the world is muffled and numb, and no one can hear each other or feel each other. Think how sad and lonely that must be.
I am as I am. The world is as it is. Whether I am content with that has very little to do with it.
I cannot sing the old songs Though well I know the tune, Familiar as a cradle-song With sleep-compelling croon; Yet though I'm filled with music, As choirs of summer birds, I cannot sing the old songs-- I do not know the words.
Yes, I am old enough to grow a beard actually. So ner-ner-ner-ner
In taste and imagination, in the graces of style, in the arts of persuasion, in the magnificence of public works, the ancients were at least our equals.
I should like one of these days to be so well known, so popular, so celebrated, so famous, that it would permit me. . . to break wind in society, and society would think it a most natural thing.