Latent in every man is a venom of amazing bitterness, a black resentment; something that curses and loathes life, a feeling of being trapped, of having trusted and been fooled, of being the helpless prey of impotent rage, blind surrender, the victim of a savage, ruthless power that gives and takes away, enlists a man,
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I sit on a man’s back
I sit on a man’s back, choking him and making him carry me, and yet assure myself and others that I am very sorry for him and wish to ease his lot by all possible means — except by getting off his back.
Except for the young
Except for the young or very happy, I can’t say I am sorry for anyone who dies.
One of the main reasons
“One of the main reasons that it is so easy to march men off to war,” says Ernest Becker, is that “each of them feels sorry for the man next to him who will die.”
I’m sorry
I’m sorry I brought this upon you, my boy. I’m sorry you must carry this burden. I’m sorry for everything!
Keep courage
Keep courage. Whatever you do, do not feel sorry for yourself. You will win in a great age of opportunity.
I believe that God felt
I believe that God felt sorry for actors so he created Hollywood to give them a place in the sun and a swimming pool. The price they had to pay was to surrender their talent.
No real English gentleman
No real English gentleman, in his secret soul, was ever sorry for the death of a political economist.
It is easy to look back
It is easy to look back, self-indulgently, feeling pleasantly sorry for oneself and saying I didn’t have this and I didn’t have that. But it is only the grown woman regretting the hardships of a little girl who never thought they were hardships at all. She had the things that really matter. If it is
His neighbor is a tooth-drawer
His neighbor is a tooth-drawer. That bag at his girdle is full of the teeth that he drew at Winchester fair. I warrant that there are more sound ones than sorry, for he is quick at his work and a trifle dim in the eye.
