Simbergs Wounded Quotes & Sayings

The Lords of Chaos are
the enemies of Logic,
the jugglers of Truth,
the molders of Beauty — Michael Moorcock

How dare you? How dare you create a world in which there is such misery that's not our fault? It's not right. It's utterly, utterly evil. Why should I respect a capricious, mean-minded, stupid god who creates a world which is so full of injustice and pain? — Stephen Fry

I am not quite sure what the advantage is in having a few more dollars to spend if the air is too dirty to breathe, the water too polluted to drink, the commuters are losing out in the struggle to get in and out of the city, the streets are filthy, and the schools so bad that the young perhaps wisely stay away, and the hoodlums roll citizens for some of the dollars they saved in the tax cut. — John Kenneth Galbraith

If one day you see a ghost somewhere, you must know that it is your own mind! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Bears shit in the woods, and everyone shits on Beartown — Fredrik Backman

It's hard not to empathize with the mayor's anger, given the injustices he'd suffered, but righteous anger rarely leads to wise policy. — Edward L. Glaeser

Social conservatism and neoconservatism have revived authoritarian conservatism, and not for the better of conservatism or American democracy. True conservatism is cautious and prudent. Authoritarianism is rash and radical. American democracy has benefited from true conservatism, but authoritarianism offers potentially serious trouble for any democracy. — John W. Dean

You've got to earn respect as life goes on. — LaDainian Tomlinson

Fans are all I care about - to be honest. If they stop coming to the shows, then I will get worried. — Yelawolf

We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers. A — Henry David Thoreau

My characters are not underachievers; they aspire to great things, but they are limited by the world around them. — Said Sayrafiezadeh

I wanted to swallow myself by opening my mouth very wide and turning it over my head so that it would take in my whole body, and then the Universe, until all that would remain of me would be a ball of eaten thing which little by little would be annihilated: that is how I see the end of the world. — Jean Genet