Mutschmanns Quotes & Sayings

In a more evolved world, one a little more alive to the Greek ideal of love, we would perhaps know to be a bit less clumsy, scared, and aggressive when wanting to point something out, and rather less combative and sensitive when receiving feedback. The concept of education within a relationship would thus lose some of its unnecessarily eerie and negative connotations. We would accept that in responsible hands, both projects - teaching and being taught, calling attention to another's faults, and letting ourselves be critiqued - might — Alain De Botton

The general was sufficiently impressed by the young man to ask him to go back to Italy with him. His back to the wall, Atticus for once in his life refused to do a powerful man's bidding. "No, please, I beg you," he replied. "I left Italy to avoid fighting you alongside those you want to lead me against." Sulla liked his candor and let the matter drop. — Anthony Everitt

Freedom - or mukti or moksha - is seen as the natural longing in every human being and our ultimate destination. — Sadhguru

Woe is me! Bitter is me! For what is my life? Why didn't the ship go under and drown me before I came to America? — Anzia Yezierska

One outcome is almost certain. Extremism stands to benefit enormously from an uncalculated adventure in Iraq,. — Mohammad Javad Zarif

Actors, who relate their woes in many clever sentences and with much waving of hands and rolling of eyes - they should be made to ride in the cars for passengers with heavy loads, to learn that a slightly bent hand can hold in it the misery of all time, and that the quiver of an eyelid can be more moving than a whole evening full of crocodile tears. — Joseph Roth

Organized religion provides a model of the way all organizations, from the state down to the village garden club, end a price in terms of a member's freedom of thought and action. — Robert Shea

The moment you admit someone into your heart you make yourself a fool, — Yiyun Li

Slander, whose whisper over the world's diameter, as level as the cannon to its blank, transports its poisoned shot. — William Shakespeare