We are where centuries only count as seconds, and after a thousand lives, our eyes begin to open. Eugene O'Neill More Quotes by Eugene O'Neill More Quotes From Eugene O'Neill Critics? I love every bone in their heads. Eugene O'Neill bones critics How thick the fog is. I can't see the road. All the people in the world could pass by and I would never know. I wish it was always that way. It's getting dark already. It will soon be night, thank goodness. Eugene O'Neill fog dark night What beastly incidents our memories insist on cherishing, the ugly, and the disgusting; the beautiful things we have to keep diaries to remember. Eugene O'Neill diaries beautiful memories The child was diseased at birth, stricken with a hereditary ill that only the most vital men are able to shake off. I mean poverty-the most deadly and prevalent of all diseases. Eugene O'Neill men mean children The sea hates a coward. Eugene O'Neill hate inspirational funny Age's terms of peace, after the long interlude of war with life, have still to be concluded-Youth must keep decently away-so many old wounds may have to be unbound, and old scars pointed to with pride, to prove to ourselves we have been brave and noble. Eugene O'Neill old-wounds pride war Happiness hates the timid. So does science. Eugene O'Neill hate happiness science The devil! what beastly things our memories insist on cherishing! Eugene O'Neill cherish devil memories Like a saint's vision of beatitude. Like the veil of things as they seem drawn back by an unseen hand. For a second you see—and seeing the secret, are the secret. For a second there is meaning! Then the hand lets the veil fall and you are alone, lost in the fog again, and you stumble on toward nowhere, for no good reason! Eugene O'Neill fog hands fall What's the use coming home to get the blues over what can't be helped. Eugene O'Neill coming-home use home To hell with the truth! As the history of the world proves, the truth has no bearing on anything. It's irrelevant and immaterial, as the lawyers say. The lie of a pipe dream is what gives life to the whole misbegotten mad lot of us, drunk or sober. Eugene O'Neill truth dream lying I hate doctors! They'll do anything... to keep you coming to them. They'll sell their souls. What's worse, they'll sell yours, and you never know it till one day you find yourself in hell. Eugene O'Neill doctors hate soul It is Mystery - the mystery any one man or woman can feel but not understand as the meaning of any event - or accident - in any life on earth. Eugene O'Neill events earth men Dalmatians are not only superior to other dogs, they are like all dogs, infinitely less stupid than men. Eugene O'Neill stupid dog funny When I was a kid I used to get fun out of my horrors. Eugene O'Neill crazy fun kids One should be either sad or joyful. Contentment is a warm sty for eaters and sleepers. Eugene O'Neill joyful contentment happiness Why can’t you remember your Shakespeare and forget the third-raters. You’ll find what you’re trying to say in him- as you’ll find everything else worth saying. 'We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with sleep.'' - 'Fine! That’s beautiful. But I wasn’t trying to say that. We are such stuff as manure is made on, so let’s drink up and forget it. That’s more my idea. Eugene O'Neill dream sleep beautiful I am so far from being a pessimist...on the contrary, in spite of my scars, I am tickled to death at life. Eugene O'Neill scar optimism optimistic Dey's some things I don't got to be told. I kin read them in folks' eyes. Eugene O'Neill folks eye No dog is as well bred or as well mannered or as distinguished and handsome. Eugene O'Neill training dog funny
