It's wonderful how, the moment you talk about God and love, your voice becomes hard, and your eyes fill with hatred. No, Margret, you certainly haven't the true faith.
August StrindbergRead
Life is not so idiotically mathematical that only the big eat the small; it is just as common for a bee to kill a lion or at least to drive it mad.
Interpretation
Life is unpredictable and doesn't always follow simple rules; even the weak can triumph over the strong.
This quote by August Strindberg emphasizes the idea that life is complex and operates beyond the simplistic notion of the strong overpowering the weak. It suggests that unexpected events can occur, where seemingly insignificant beings, like a bee, can challenge or disrupt the mightiest creatures, illustrating that outcomes are not always determined by size or strength.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about resilience and how small efforts can lead to significant outcomes.
It's wonderful how, the moment you talk about God and love, your voice becomes hard, and your eyes fill with hatred. No, Margret, you certainly haven't the true faith.
Sorrow has the fortunate peculiarity that it preys upon itself. It dies of starvation. Since it is essentially an interruption of habits, it can be replaced by new habits. Constituting, as it does, a void, it is soon filled up by a real horror vacuum.
That is the thankless position of the father in the family - the provider for all, and the enemy of all.
Now I know the full power of evil. It makes ugliness seem beautiful and goodness seem ugly and weak.
I see the playwright as a lay preacher peddling the ideas of his time in popular form.
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I do genuinely believe that young people who play sport at a competitive level, sensibly controlled, sensibly organised, that has to be a good thing. It will teach them to win, it will teach them to lose with dignity and magnanimity - all the things you want. It's a pretty good metaphor for life.
Come, come, come. Without a monster or two it's not a quest, merely a gaggle of friends wandering about.
My dad taught me to never be pigeonholed; to really allow yourself to reinvent characters as they reinvent you; to be bold and to be willing to play seemingly unlikeable people.
We're all travelers in this world. From the sweet grass to the packing house. Birth 'til death. We travel between the eternities.
Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.
It is always the first and last steps that are the hardest to take. We walk away and try not to turn back, or we stand just outside the gates, terrified to find what's waiting for us now that we've returned. In between, we stumble blindly from one place and life to the next. We try to do the best we can. There are moments like this, however, when we are neither coming nor going, and all we have to do is sit and look back on the life we have made.
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