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Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy -- common clay, if you like read more
Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy -- common clay, if you like -- eating, breeding, working, counting their pennies; people who just live; ordinary people; people you can't imagine dead. And then there are the others -- the noble ones, the heroes. The ones you can quite well imagine lying shot, pale and tragic; one minute triumphant with a guard of honor, and the next being marched away between two gendarmes.
What is a society without a heroic dimension?
What is a society without a heroic dimension?
Heroes are created by popular demand, sometimes out of the scantiest materials.
Heroes are created by popular demand, sometimes out of the scantiest materials.
The idol of today pushes the hero of yesterday out of our recollection; and will, in turn, be supplanted by read more
The idol of today pushes the hero of yesterday out of our recollection; and will, in turn, be supplanted by his successor of tomorrow.
True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but read more
True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost.
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism -- how passionately read more
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism -- how passionately I hate them!
What with making their way and enjoying what they have won, heroes have no time to think. But the sons read more
What with making their way and enjoying what they have won, heroes have no time to think. But the sons of heroes -- ah, they have all the necessary leisure.
We can't all be heroes because somebody has to sit on the curb and clap as they go by.
We can't all be heroes because somebody has to sit on the curb and clap as they go by.
