Do not use that foreign word "ideals." We have that excellent native word "lies." |
Do not use that foreign word "ideals." We have that excellent native word "lies." |
Each bird must sing with his own throat |
Emperor? You old fake! / You're no Emperor. You're just an onion. / Now then, little Peer, I'm going to peel you. |
Home life ceases to be free and beautiful as soon as it is founded on borrowing and debt |
I can see him. With vine leaves in his hair. |
I don't wish you anything but just what you are - my own sweet little song-bird. |
I’m afraid for all those who’ll have the bread snatched from their mouths by these machines. |
In that second it dawned on me that I had been living here for eight years with a strange man and had borne him three children. |
In your power, all the same. Subject to your will and your demands. No longer free! No! That's a thought I'll never endure! Never. |
It is inexcusable for scientists to torture animals; let them make their experiments on journalists and politicians. |
It was love for me - her kind of love - that drove her into the mill-race. |
It was then that I began to look into the seams of your doctrine. I wanted only to pick at a single knot; but when I had got that undone, the whole thing raveled out. And then I understood that it was all machine-sewn. |
Look into any man's heart you please, and you will always find, in every one, at least one black spot which he has to keep concealed |
Marriage! Nothing else demands so much of a man. |