It is a sign of creeping inner death when we can no longer praise the living.

Author: Eric Hoffer

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It is easier to love humanity as a whole than to love one's neighbor.

We do not really feel grateful toward those who make our dreams come true, they ruin our dreams.

Compassion is the antitoxin of the soul: where there is compassion, even the most poisonous impulses remain relatively harmless.

Sometimes we feel the loss of a prejudice as a loss of vigor.

The only way to escape the corruptible effect of praise is to go on working.

Copulation is no more foul to me than death is.

And if a double-decker bus crashes into us, to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.

Beauty is a pair of shoes that makes you wanna die.