Sunday, 11 February 2018

More quotations

If you do not express your own original ideas, if you do not listen to your own being, you will have betrayed yourself.
Rollo May

The culture of Christianity has always been, in a measure, self-critical, and many of the political freedoms that we now take for granted have their origin in customs deeply rooted in the habit of Christian forgiveness.
Sir Roger Scruton

It’s in love’s aftermath that you witness the immense fragility of human beings – whether a bereaved parent or a broken-hearted lover – and understand that we are shaped and formed, built and broken by our desperate desire to be connected to each other in meaningful ways.
Mariella Frostrup

Today's alpha women owe their liberation to their poorly-paid cleaners and nannies.
Angela Epstein


  1. Today's alpha women owe their liberation to their poorly-paid cleaners and nannies.

    Yep. It's not that different from living a privileged lifestyle based on a slave underclass.

    Today's alpha women also owe their liberation to men, who do all those dirty dangerous low-status jobs that keep society running so that alpha women have the leisure to sit around complaining about how oppressed they still are.

  2. There's a vast difference between servants and slaves but I see nothing noble or progressive in being a well paid corporate lawyer or stockbroker for either sex. I do not see much noble about working in aid after what we now read about those people.

  3. An American comes to Bucharest and stays with a Romanian friend. He wants to meet one of the fabled Romanian beauties. R. takes him to a nightclub and the women are indeed great. A.: How do I get one of those? R.: Easy. They are just hundred-Lei whores. [Note currency that sounds like “lay.”] A.: Hell! Take me somewhere with better women. R. does, and here the women are gorgeous. A.: I really want one of those. R.: Simple; They are just three-hundred Lei whores. A.: Christ! Take me to a better place. R, takes him to the best nightclub in Bucharest with fabulous women in haute couture dresses. A.: There, it’s one of those that I want. R.: No problem. They are just five-hundred Lei whores. A: Damn! Are there no respectable women in Bucharest? R.: Of course. But they will cost you a thousand Lei.

    A different type of joke is the epigram. A serious insight tersely expressed would be a maxim. When a maxim is clever, it becomes an aphorism. When an aphorism is truly witty, even outright funny, it is an epigram. Typical aphorisms are Stevenson’s “The cruelest lies are often told in silence.” Or Mark Twain’s “Good breeding consists in concealing how much we think of ourselves and how little we think of other persons.” An aphorism is Wilde’s “A man cannot be too careful in choosing his enemies.” An epigram is this of Wilde’s about Dickens: “One must have a heart of stone to read the death of Little Nell without laughing.” Or this: “The youth of America is their oldest tradition. It has been going on now for three hundred years.” Or again his: “To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.” Now here is Dorothy Parker upon the news of the death of taciturn Calvin Coolidge: “How do they know?” Or herewith Sydney Smith on Macaulay: “He has occasional flashes of silence that make his conversation perfectly delightful.” Or this, from a famous French courtesan, la Belle Otero: “God made women beautiful so that men would love them, and he made them stupid so that they could love men.”

    I could go on forever, but let me conclude with one of my own modest contributions. The history of art stretches from Anonymous to Untitled--from when only the work mattered to where only the signature does.

    John Simon