Author of quotes: Romain Rolland. Page 2

Who doesn't hate real evil, and good really love.

Read every rising day. Don't worry about what will happen in a year, ten years. Think about today. Drop all your theories. You see, all theories - even theories of the good are all equally nasty and stupid, because it hurt. Don't force living life. Live in the now.
Honor each new day. Love him, respect, do not ruin it, and most importantly, don't let him flourish. Love it, even if it is gray and sad like today. Don't worry.
Take a look. Now is the winter. Everyone is sleeping. But the good earth will Wake up. So, be like the earth, kind and patient. Believe. Wait. If you're good, everything goes well. If you are not good, if weak, if you are not lucky, nothing can be done, still be happy. So to make more you can't. So why wanting more? Why kill what you can not more? We must do what we can... Als ich kann...

The courage of the mind is to the tireless and persistent training to give it the flexibility... that is, to learn and to know with greater clarity and certainty surrounding world and acting in it power: the ideas and the facts of experience past and present, live science. The courage of the mind is to not to succumb to the ravages of mental labor. Honesty of mind is to not to bow to truth, to seek it, to find her at any cost, shun light and comfortable partial solutions, humiliating lie. To have the courage to seek, to judge and to decide for himself. To have the courage to think independently. To be a man.

The world is as it is. I, too, just as you are. He let me have it! After all, I tolerate it

The hero does what can be done. Others do not.

I was not yet seven years old, when the universe suddenly appeared before my eyes in a huge trap, where I was caught. And all my efforts have since been directed to slip through the bars.

Say goodbye to the soul of my past. I discarded her like an empty shell, because life is a perpetual change of living and dying.

With those who think that have the truth, and not looking for it, it is impossible to argue.

How well that will come tomorrow.

Each of us sitting twenty different people and laughter, and a crybaby, and like a stump who doesn't care that the night that day, and the wolf, the sheep and the dog, and pothikhana, and a bully; but one of the twenty strongest, and one appropriating the right to speak, the rest of the nineteen silenced.

A man of great passions can't pretend.

The dog bites, when his mouth vomit a bone.

Trouble does not come alone, but also luck too.

Well - it's not a science, and action.