
The Tragic Sense of Life (1913), X : Religion, the Mythology of the Beyond and the Apocatastasis
Last words according to Livy "ab urbe condita", Book XXXIX, 51.
Liberemus diuturna cura populum Romanum, quando mortem senis exspectare longum censent. (Latin, not original language)
The Tragic Sense of Life (1913), X : Religion, the Mythology of the Beyond and the Apocatastasis
The Tragic Sense of Life (1913), XI : The Practical Problem
Context: More than a century ago, in 1804, in Letter XC of that series that constitutes the immense monody of his Obermann, Sénancour wrote the words which I have put at the head of this chapter — and of all the spiritual descendants of the patriarchal Rousseau, Sénancour was the most profound and intense; of all the men of heart and feeling that France has produced, not excluding Pascal, he was the most tragic. "Man is perishable. That may be; but let us perish resisting, and if it is nothingness that awaits us, do not let us so act that it shall be a just fate." Change this sentence from it negative to the positive form — "And if it is nothingness that awaits us, let us so act that it shall be an unjust fate" — and you get the firmest basis of action for the man who cannot or will not be a dogmatist.
“The pyramids of Giza were as old to the ancient Romans, as the ancient Romans are to us.”
"Our Narrow Slice", Vsauce (8 October 2013) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNLdblFQqsw
“The old and the young, he thought. The old, who do not care; the young, who do not think.”
“The Autumn Land” (p. 250); originally published in The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, October 1971
Short Fiction, Skirmish (1977)
Speech at New York Ethical Culture Society, 2006 http://www.democracynow.org/article.pl?sid=06/12/21/143259
2006
As quoted in "McCain: Obama's 'slouch' comment dismissive of Putin" http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/post-politics/wp/2013/08/11/mccain-obamas-slouch-comment-dismissive-of-putin/, (11 August 2013), The Washington Post
2010s, 2013
August 15, 2015 http://www.wnd.com/wnd_video/farrakhan-retaliation-we-must-rise-up-and-kill-those-who-kill-us/ (15 August 2015)
Source: Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington (1852), St. VIII
Context: Yea, let all good things await
Him who cares not to be great
But as he saves or serves the state.
Not once or twice in our rough island-story
The path of duty was the way to glory.
He that walks it, only thirsting
For the right, and learns to deaden
Love of self, before his journey closes,
He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting
Into glossy purples, which outredden
All voluptuous garden-roses.