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“The weak may not be admired and hero-worshipped; but they are by no means disliked or shunned; and they never seem to have the least difficulty in marrying people who are too good for them. They may fail in emergencies; but life is not one long emergency: it is mostly a string of situations for which no exceptional strength is needed, and with which even rather weak people can cope if they have a stronger partner to help them out.”
― George Bernard Shaw, Pygmalion

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鈥淥f anything real. And what we have is real. You love me and it terrifies you.鈥�
鈥淚 don鈥檛 love you,鈥� I lied.
He grabbed my face then, dragging me closer with both hands. 鈥淵ou love me. I know you do. I know it because I can see it in your eyes . . . in the way you look at me.鈥� He inhaled. 鈥淚t鈥檚 the same way I look at you.”
― Sophie Jordan, Tease

“If an imaginative boy has a sufficiently rich mother who has intelligence, personal grace, dignity of character without harshness, and a cultivated sense of the best art of her time to enable her to make her house beautiful, she sets a standard for him against which very few women can struggle, besides effecting for him a disengagement of his affections, his sense of beauty, and his idealism from his specifically sexual impulses.”
― George Bernard Shaw, Pygmalion

“When I visited George Bernard Shaw, in 1948, at his home in Aylot, a suburb of London, he was extremely anxious for me to tell him all that I knew about Ingersoll. During the course of the conversation, he told me that Ingersoll had made a tremendous impression upon him, and had exercised an influence upon him probably greater than that of any other man. He seemed particularly anxious to impress me with the importance of Ingersoll's influence upon his intellectual endeavors and accomplishments.

In view of this admission, what percentage of the greatness of Shaw belongs to Ingersoll? If Ingersoll's influence upon so great an intellect as George Bernard Shaw was that extensive, what must have been his influence upon others?

What seed of wisdom did he plant into the minds of others, and what accomplishments of theirs should be attributed to him? The world will never know.

What about the countless thousands from whom he lifted the clouds of darkness and fear, and who were emancipated from the demoralizing dogmas and creeds of ignorance and superstition?

What will be Ingersoll's influence upon the minds of future generations, who will come under the spell of his magic words, and who will be guided into the channels of human betterment by the unparalleled example of his courageous life?

The debt the world owes Robert G. Ingersoll can never be paid.”
― Joseph Lewis, Ingersoll the Magnificent

“Ten times a day I am compelled to reflect on my past life ... and I can never justify to myself the spending of four years on dramatic criticism. I have sworn an oath to endure no more of it. Never again will I cross the threshold of a theatre. The subject is exhausted; and so am I.
I am off duty forever, and am going to sleep.”
― George Bernard Shaw, Dramatic Opinions and Essays, volume 2

“Loyalty in a critic is corruption.”
― George Bernard Shaw, Dramatic Opinions and Essays, volume 2

“It would actually constitute more than a miracle, he realised. It would take divine intervention plus luck, plus some unknown element of cosmic wizardry.”
― David Baldacci, The Whole Truth

“The men who killed your monsters weren鈥檛 heroes. They were even more frightening.”
― Lisa Henry, The Island

“You don鈥檛 rewrite it, censor it, or edit it, to suit some warped view you have of the past and your own present.”
― V.T. Davy, Black Art

“No es ning煤n m茅rito sufrir”
― George Bernard Shaw

“For all his claims to be just a propagandist, [Bernard Shaw's] writing has an effect nearer to that of music than most of those who have claimed to be writing "dramas of feeling." His plays are a joy to watch, not because they purport to deal with social and political problems, but because they are such wonderful displays of conspicuous waste; the conversational energy displayed by his characters is so far in excess of what their situation requires that, if it were to be devoted to practical action, it would wreck the world in five minutes. The Mozart of English letters he is not 鈥� the music of the Marble Statue is beyond him 鈥� the Rossini, yes. He has all the brio, humor, cruel clarity and virtuosity of that master of opera buffa.”
― W.H. Auden, The Dyer's Hand and Other Essays

“I am sorry to have to introduce the subject of Christmas into these articles. It is an indecent subject; a cruel, gluttonous subject; a drunken, disorderly subject; a wasteful, disastrous, subject; a wicked, cadging, lying, filthy, blashphemous, and demoralizing subject. Christmas is forced on a reluctant and disgusted nation by the shopkeepers and the press: on its own merits it would wither and shrivel in the fiery breath of universal hatred; and any one who looked back to it would be turned into a pillar of greasy sausages.”
― George Bernard Shaw, Dramatic Opinions and Essays, volume 2

“HIGGINS [sitting down beside her] Rubbish! you shall marry an ambassador. You shall marry the Governor-General of India or the Lord-Lieutenant of Ireland, or somebody who wants a deputy-queen. I'm not going to have my masterpiece thrown away on Freddy.

LIZA. You think I like you to say that. But I haven't forgot what you said a minute ago; and I won't be coaxed round as if I was a baby or a puppy. If I can't have kindness, I'll have independence.

HIGGINS. Independence? That's middle class blasphemy. We are all dependent on one another, every soul of us on earth.

LIZA [rising determinedly] I'll let you see whether I'm dependent on you. If you can preach, I can teach. I'll go and be a teacher.

HIGGINS. What'll you teach, in heaven's name?

LIZA. What you taught me. I'll teach phonetics.

HIGGINS. Ha! Ha! Ha!”
― George Bernard Shaw

“On Monday last I sat without a murmur in a stuffy theatre on a summer afternoon from three to nearly half-past 6, spellbound by Ibsen; but the price I paid for it was to find myself stricken with mortal impatience and boredom the next time I attempted to sit out the pre-Ibsenite drama for five-minutes.”
― George Bernard Shaw, Dramatic Opinions and Essays, volume 2

“Vital art comes always from a cross between art and life: art being of one sex only, and quite sterile by itself. Such a cross is always possible; for though the artist may not have the capacity to bring his art into contact with the higher life of his time; fermenting in its religion, its philosophy, its science, and its statesmanship (perhaps indeed their may not be any statesmanship going), he can at least bring it into contact with the obvious life and common passions of the streets.”
― George Bernard Shaw, Dramatic Opinions and Essays, volume 2

“When a beautiful blonde asks, you don't say no.”
― V.T. Davy, Black Art

“And he has guns and dogs that would make the Hound of Baskervilles seem like a bleeding Pekinese.”
― David Baldacci, Deliver Us from Evil

“A smart man understood that victory was not inevitable. An even smarter man knew that defeat was never really total if you figured out how to handle the aftermath with skill and just the right spin.
And the smartest men of all, even when they lost, they actually won.”
― David Baldacci, The Whole Truth

“Shaw didn't answer, He didn't know anything, not for sure. But what he did have was an instict that almost never led him down the wrong path. And every inner warning signal he had was blaring away.”
― David Baldacci, Deliver Us from Evil

“They rode in a cab to the rendezvous spot. It was a warehouse, which didn't surprise Shaw.
"It's usually a damn warehouse," he said to Reggie.”
― David Baldacci, Deliver Us from Evil

“Let鈥檚 go. I don鈥檛 want to keep you from the things you have to do . . . like plan the next crime wave with your biker gang.鈥�
鈥淪ure. And you don鈥檛 want to miss your nail appointment.鈥�
I cocked my head. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 tomorrow.”
― Sophie Jordan, Tease

“Those who can, teach; those who can't, criticize.”
― Dan Hokstad

“by Luci Shaw
To the Edge: for Madeleine L'Engle

Be with her now. She faces the ocean
of unknowing, losing the sense
of what her life has been, and soon

will be no longer as she knew it, as
we knew it with her. Lagging behind,
we cannot join her on this nameless shore.

Knots in her bones, flesh flaccid, the skin
like paper, pigment gathering like ashes driven
by a random wind, a heart

that may still sing, interiorly - we cannot
know - have pulled her far ahead of us,
our pioneer.

As we embrace her, her inner eyes embrace
the universe.. She recognizes heaven with its
innumerable stars - but not our faces.

Be with her now, as you have
sometimes been - a flare that blazes,
then dulls, leaving only a bright

blur in the memory. Hold her
in the mystery that no one can describe
but Lazarus, though he was dumb

and didn't speak of it. Fog has rolled in, erasing definition at the edge. Walking
to meet it, she hopes soon to see

where the shore ends. She listens as
the ocean breathes in and out in waves.
She hears no other sound.”
― Sarah Arthur, A Light So Lovely: The Spiritual Legacy of Madeleine L'Engle, Author of A Wrinkle in Time

“So, like, Corinne, Mamie when she got old enough ... Mom when she starts dating again, it's okay some guy hooks up with them and then just blows 'em off?"

"We're adults, and I'm sorry, Shaw but this is something you don't know about."

"Everyone says that. But then everyone says you learn all you need to know about life in high school. I get that. I get that it's all real concentrated, all the cliques and unfair teachers doing crap that's not cool and you gotta put up with it, and losing football games and learning how to live with girls or having them break up with you and beginning to have to worry about your future. I'm almost through all that and you don't think I get how it is?"

He had a point.

"It's more complicated than that," Hix informed him.

"People say that when they're trying not to see how simple stuff really is.”
― Kristen Ashley, Complicated

“God, you're the sheriff, Dad," Shaw said low. "You're like, the president of McCook County or somethin'. People, they ..." He hesitated then forced out, "Know about you. About us. They pay attention and would even if you weren't the sheriff. But it's more because you're sheriff. And her? You just ..." He did a quick shake of his head. "Whatever and then scrape her off? Folks think you're like a god or something. And you're a dude and dudes get away with that crap. But her? She does hair. She's pretty and dresses cool, but she does hair. It isn't nice, the way it is, people givin' guys a pass on stuff like that, but it's not the same for girls. It's still the way it is. Wendy's hair is awesome so I know she's good at what she does. People are still only gonna think she does hair and Mom is who she is 'cause a' Gramps and Gran and Uncle Cook and Reed and you. And you're the sheriff. So they'll think you work, bein' with Mom. They'll also think. you hook up with her and scrape her off, she's nobody. She just does hair."

<...>

"Okay, so ... go listen to her sing. You don't have to take her home and bone her. Just be her friend. You're her friend, folks'll get her how it is and everyone will just settle into that. Not think she's just a hairdresser but also some slut or something that maybe other guys can have a go with and treat her the same way.”
― Kristen Ashley, Complicated

“HOPE KILLS THE DEATH OF POSSIBILITIES.”
― Sandra Shaw

“What else is talent but a name for experience, practice, appropriation, incorporation, from the times of our forefathers?”
― Friedrich Nietzsche