heavily rewritten tr. Frere 1839, p. 38 http://books.google.com/books?id=Bk8JAAAAQAAJ&q=%22Sickly%2C+calamitous+creatures+of+clay%22 <br class="br">Birds (414 BC)
“Chorus [leader]: Come now, ye men, in nature darkling, like to the race of leaves, of little might, figures of clay, shadowy feeble tribes, wingless creatures of a day, miserable mortals, dream-like men.”
tr. Hickie 1853, vol. 1, p. 338 http://books.google.com/books?id=Cm4NAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA338 <br class="br">Birds (414 BC)
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Athenian playwright of Old Comedy -448–-386 BCRelated quotes
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Francis Bacon book Novum Organum
Aphorism 41
Novum Organum (1620), Book I
Context: The Idols of Tribe have their foundation in human nature itself, and in the tribe or race of men. For it is a false assertion that the sense of man is the measure of things. On the contrary, all perceptions as well of the sense as of the mind are according to the measure of the individual and not according to the measure of the universe. And the human understanding is like a false mirror, which, receiving rays irregularly, distorts and discolors the nature of things by mingling its own nature with it.
John Steinbeck book The Winter of Our Discontent
The Winter of Our Discontent (1961), unplaced by chapter
“Even a feeble-minded man wants to be like other men.”
Daniel Keyes book Flowers for Algernon
Source: Flowers for Algernon (1966)
“Men dream more about coming home than about leaving.”
Paulo Coelho (1947) Brazilian lyricist and novelist
“Creatures of a day! What is a man?
What is he not? A dream of a shadow
Is our mortal being.”
Pindar (-517–-437 BC) Ancient Greek poet
Pythian 8, line 95-8; pages 162-3. (446 BC)
Context: Creatures of a day! What is a man?
What is he not? A dream of a shadow
Is our mortal being. But when there comes to men
A gleam of splendour given of Heaven,
Then rests on them a light of glory
And blesséd are their days.
“Time devours our feeble mortality, leaving us with but the sour residue of memory.”
Robert Sheckley book Mindswap
Marvin nodded. “Yet this ineffable and ungraspable quantity,” he replied, “this time which no man may possess, is in truth our only possession.”
Source: Mindswap (1966), Chapter 24 (p. 110)