Top 18 Unpitying Quotes
#1. Consequences are unpitying. Our deeds carry their terrible consequences, quite apart from any fluctuations that went before - consequences that are hardly ever confined to ourselves. And it is best to fix our minds on that certainty, instead of considering what may be the elements of excuse for us.
George Eliot
#2. Cycling isn't a game, it's a sport. Tough, hard and unpitying, and it requires great sacrifices. One plays football, or tennis, or hockey. One doesn't play at cycling.
Jean De Gribaldy
#4. I'm not comfortable being that outgoing guy. That's not me. I never used to talk to anybody.
Troy Glaus
#6. I think the future of journalism is going to be a battle between caution and recklessness. And I think a little bit of recklessness is a good thing, as some of the WikiLeaks cables proved.
Alex Gibney
#7. So I'd been captured? So I was starving?
Did that mean I had to shrivel up and die?
I could still slither. I could still hiss.
Nothing had been stolen from me except my freedom.
What I needed was a new plan.
Patrick Jennings
#8. There is no problem that is not improved by effort, and no effort that is too paltry to be worth undertaking.
Sam Waterston
#9. But at least the way was clear now. When you step off a cliff, your life takes a very definite direction.
Terry Pratchett
#10. We tell our daughters we don't trust them in a thousand ways. We don't consciously mean to, but we steal their confidence in their own strength by stealing their pain. And their confidence in our strength by saying we aren't strong enough to see them struggle.
Claire Fontaine
#12. There is no longer any such thing as fiction or nonfiction; there's only narrative.
E.L. Doctorow
#13. Beyond this vale of tears there is a life above. unmeasured by the flight of years; and all that life is love.
James Montgomery
#14. Give yourself permission to smile a lot today. In fact, why not make it a habit!
Iyanla Vanzant
#15. An artist should make concessions to the listener. That is why Bruckner dedicated one of his symphonies to the Good Lord.
Karl Kraus
#18. There I went again, building p a glamorous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minute he met me, and all out of a few posy nothings.
Sylvia Plath
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