Benito Mussolini book My Autobiography
My Autobiography, New York, C. Scribner's Sons, 1928. Reprinted in Benito Mussolini, My Rise And Fall, Volumes 1-2 Da Capo Press, 1998 (p. 68-9)
1920s
Benito Mussolini book My Autobiography
My Autobiography, New York, C. Scribner's Sons, 1928. Reprinted in Benito Mussolini, My Rise And Fall, Volumes 1-2 Da Capo Press, 1998 (p. 68-9)
1920s
Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist
The Thessalian Fountain from The London Literary Gazette (24th January 1824) Fragments, 4th Series
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)
“The motherland is an altar, not a platform.”
José Martí (1853–1895) Poet, writer, Cuban nationalist leader
La patria es ara, no pedestal.
As quoted in José Martí : Selected Writings (2002) translated by Esther Allen, p. xxi
“Wherever an altar is found, there civilization exists.”
Joseph De Maistre (1753–1821) Savoyard philosopher, writer, lawyer, and diplomat
The Count, in Les Soirées de Saint-Pétersbourg, "Second Dialogue," (1821).
“Prejudice supports thrones, ignorance altars.”
Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach (1830–1916) Austrian writer
Vorurteil stützt die Throne, Unwissenheit die Altäre.
Source: Aphorisms (1880/1893), p. 65.
Miyamoto Musashi (1584–1645) Japanese martial artist, writer, artist
Go Rin No Sho (1645), The Fire Book
Context: "To tread down the sword" is a principle often used in strategy. First, in large-scale strategy, when the enemy first discharges bows and guns and then attacks, it is difficult for us to attack if we are busy loading powder into our guns or notching our arrows. The spirit is to attack quickly while the enemy is still shooting with bows or guns. The spirit is to win by "treading down" as we receive the enemy's attack.
In single combat, we cannot get a decisive victory by cutting, with a "tee-dum tee-dum" feeling, in the wake of the enemy's attacking long sword. We must defeat him at the start of his attack, in the spirit of treading him down with the feet, so that he cannot rise again to the attack.
“A lively understandable spirit
Once entertained you.
It will come again.
Be still.
Wait.”
Theodore Roethke (1908–1963) American poet
The Lost Son," ll. 168-172
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)