Kings Quotes - page 18
Why were so few voices raised in the ancient world in protest against the ruthlessness of man? Why are human beings so obsequious, ready to kill and ready to die at the call of kings and chieftains? Perhaps it is because they worship might, venerate those who command might, and are convinced that it is by force that man prevails. The splendor and the pride of kings blind the people.
Abraham Joshua Heschel
We all have known good critics, who have stamped out poet's hopes Good statesmen, who pulled ruin on the state Good patriots, who, for a theory, risked a cause Good kings, who disemboweled for a tax Good Popes, who brought all good to jeopardy Good Christians, who sat still in easy-chairs And damned the general world for standing up. Now, may the good God pardon all good men.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Rama, Rama, Rama chant, this grand
Lord's name do not forget in mind
With nine orifices this jam-packed city
Five kings ruling there with all majesty
They guard this body with all the vanity
Do not get spoiled believing this mendacity.
This insecure body, just a bony cage
Tightly wrapped with a cover of skin
Full of sewage, slush, and germs within
Do not rely on this sewn up cartilage
Respected by the recurring Brahmas and celestials
Take Hari's name with His supreme credentials
Pray the feet of Purandara Vittala
And get rid of the fear of the evils all.
Purandara Dasa
History is always written wrong, and so always needs to be rewritten.... What is interesting is brought forward as if it had been central and efficacious in the march of events, and harmonies are turned into causes. Kings and generals are endowed with motives appropriate to what the historian values in their actions plans are imputed to them prophetic of their actual achievements, while the thoughts that really preoccupied them remain buried in absolute oblivion.
George Santayana
Hear oh hear, if my prayer be worthy and such as you yourself might whisper to my frenzy. Those I begot (no matter in what bed) did not try to guide me, bereft of sight and sceptre, or sway my grieving with words. Nay behold (ah agony!), in their pride, kings this while by my calamity, they even mock my darkness, impatient of their father's groans. Even to them am I unclean? And does the sire of the gods see it and do naught? Do you at least, my rightful champion, come hither and range all my progeny for punishment. Put on your head this gore-soaked diadem that I tore off with my bloody nails. Spurred by a father's prayers, go against the brothers, go between them, let steel make partnership of blood fly asunder. Queen of Tartarus' pit, grant the wickedness I would fain see.
Statius
The American Revolution began with certain latent hopes that it might turn into a genuine break with the State ideal. The Declaration of Independence announced doctrines that were utterly incompatible not only with the century-old conception of the Divine Right of Kings, but also with the Divine Right of the State. ... If revolution is justifiable a State may even be criminal sometimes in resisting its own extinction.
Randolph Bourne
But if you want to think about something really funny, consider how the titles of tyrants change. We shall suffer no more Emperors, Kings, Czars, Shahs, or Caesars, to lop off our limbs and burn our homes, kiddo, defile our women and bugger our boys; the masses make such appointments now; the masses love tyranny; they demand it; they dance to it; they feel that their hand is forming the First Citizen's Fist; so we shall murder more modestly in future: beneath the banners of Il Duce, Der Führer, the General Secretary or the Party Chairman, the CEO of something. I suspect that the first dictator of this country will be called Coach.
William H. Gass
