#unkind

If one believed in angels one would feel that they must love us best when we are asleep and cannot hurt each other; and what a mercy it is that once in every twenty-four hours we are too utterly weary to go on being unkind. ↗

— Elizabeth von Arnim

#sleep #unkindness #love

Divorce isn't the child's fault. Don't say anything unkind about your ex to the child, because you're really just hurting the child. ↗

— Valerie Bertinelli

#anything #because #child #divorce #fault

I am unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life's unkind, but I can vote for kindness. I, the unloving, say life should be lovely. I, that am blind, cry out against my blindness. ↗

— Vachel Lindsay

#am #blind #blindness #cry #i

Had she any respect for him at all, his words would've affected her. But no value accompanies comments spewed from the mouth of a brute. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#comments #criticism #remarks #respect #richelle

Few are there that will leave the secure seclusion of the scholar's life, the peaceful walks of literature and learning, to stand out a target for the criticism of unkind and hostile minds. ↗

— Felix Adler

#few #hostile #learning #leave #life

There was one thing my daddy wouldn't tolerate in any shape, form or fashion, and that was being unkind or rude to somebody. That was just very important to my folks. And as it turns out, that was a legacy that he left me that money can't buy, is how to be able to treat people. ↗

— Paula Deen

#any #being #buy #daddy #fashion

Be amusing: never tell unkind stories; above all, never tell long ones. ↗

— Benjamin Disraeli

#amusing #long #never #ones #stories

But, sir, they have written me down upon the history of the country as worthy of expulsion, and in no unkindness I must tell them that for all future time my self-respect requires that I shall pass them as strangers. ↗

— Preston Brooks

#down #expulsion #future #history #i

I continued writing the bad plays which fortunately nobody would produce, just as no one did me the unkindness of publishing my early novels. ↗

— Patrick White

#continued #did #early #fortunately #i

pity this busy monster, manunkind' pity this busy monster, manunkind, not. Progress is a comfortable disease: your victim (death and life safely beyond) plays with the bigness of his littleness --- electrons deify one razorblade into a mountainrange; lenses extend unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish returns on its unself. A world of made is not a world of born --- pity poor flesh and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this fine specimen of hypermagical ultraomnipotence. We doctors know a hopeless case if --- listen: there's a hell of a good universe next door; let's go ↗

— E.E. Cummings

#manunkind #business