“I liked him better than all the other characters, and much more so than Frodo.”
Speaking of Gollum. From J. R. R. Tolkien: An Audio Portrait, BBC Radio Collection (2001), ISBN 0-563-53692-6. CD 1, track 17.
“I liked him better than all the other characters, and much more so than Frodo.”
Speaking of Gollum. From J. R. R. Tolkien: An Audio Portrait, BBC Radio Collection (2001), ISBN 0-563-53692-6. CD 1, track 17.
Letter From Thomas Jefferson to the Rev. James Madison, 19 July 1788
1780s
“Actually, I think it's more immoral to use less force than necessary, than it is to use more.”
if you use less force, you kill off more of humanity in the long run, because you are merely protracting the struggle.
Mission with LeMay: My Story (1965), p. 382.
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 345.
“I had rather live and love where death is king, than have eternal life where love is not.”
Paraphrased variant: I would rather live and love where death is king than have eternal life where love is not.
At A Child's Grave (1882)
Context: No man, standing where the horizon of a life has touched a grave, has any right to prophesy a future filled with pain and tears. It may be that death gives all there is of worth to life. If those we press and strain against our hearts could never die, perhaps that love would wither from the earth. Maybe this common fate treads from out the paths between our hearts the weeds of selfishness and hate, and I had rather live and love where death is king, than have eternal life where love is not.
Source: The Seven Steps of the Ladder of Spiritual Love, p. 124-5
Eat to Live https://books.google.it/books?id=gUy8CwAAQBAJ&pg=PT0 (New York: Hachette Book Group, 2011), Ch. 6.
Epigraph, The Thorn Birds (1977)
Context: There is a legend about a bird that sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine. Dying, it rises above its own agony to out-carol the lark and the nightingale. One superlative song, existence the price. But the whole world stills to listen, and God in His heaven smiles. For the best is only bought at the cost of the great pain. … Or so says the legend.