Tragedy
How often we fail to realize our good fortune in living in a country where happiness is more than a lack of tragedy.
The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other — instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.
Tragedy is like strong acid — it dissolves away all but the very gold of truth.
Hard work without talent is a shame, but talent without hard work is a tragedy.
A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.
Show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy.
To believe in love, to be ready to give up anything for it, to be willing to risk your life for it, is the ultimate tragedy.
A popular government without popular information or the means of acquiring it, is but a prologue to a farce, or a tragedy, or perhaps both.
Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in long-shot.
History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people.
Comedy is tragedy — plus time.
Life's tragedy is that we get old too soon and wise too late.
The tragedy of life is in what dies inside a man while he lives — the death of genuine feeling, the death of inspired response, the awareness that makes it possible to feel the pain or the glory of other men in yourself.
The tragedy of life and of the world is not that men do not know God; the tragedy is that, knowing Him, they still insist on going their own way.
In human intercourse the tragedy begins, not when there is misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood.
The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty by the bad people but the silence over that by the good people.
We don't even know how strong we are until we are forced to bring that hidden strength forward. In times of tragedy, of war, of necessity, people do amazing things. The human capacity for survival and renewal is awesome.
The real tragedy of the poor is the poverty of their aspirations.
There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt.
History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce.
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