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“The more I travel, the less I know and can fathom out. I have learned a lot about people and places but still haven’t learned to live with myself. It will be a slow process. I suspect my every motive and every action is too conscious.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“I am too preoccupied with myself. I neither trust myself nor my feelings. I dislike my emotions as all being suspect, delusions or springing from weakness.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“My plans are, at best, vague and show little promise of becoming more definite for quite some time. Maybe I am making the greatest mistake of my life – I don’t know, but at least I must try.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“So, this journey I know will lead somewhere, but where? When to quit moaning and get on with it.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“I wrote in the pursuit of nonsense. What is nonsense? Something that makes no sense, but surely everything makes sense since anything spoken springs from the brain. Within the brain, small though it be, I believe, or I am told, there lies a mechanism association of ideas, so really everything is an association of something which, being so, couldn't be nonsense. It must be 'sense' of some description, but it is in the wrong place.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“What a riot of experiences through life. It is going to swallow a lot of words to get this right!”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“One waits for the results of promises.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“The preacher did not say of ideals that they are only there because we cannot attain them. They are red hot and passionate and should have no reason, like the blind charge of the bull.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“The dreariness of an ideal attained is to be tired of life; it is a life without trouble. Heap on me a dunghill of tongue-torn trouble till it fills my mouth and eyes and nose, till it fills up my throat and forces me to cough and vomit it out, and I rise laughing and crusted in trouble.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“Consign perfection to the evil to whom it belongs. Why do people insist the devil has so much fun and God has so little? They are crazy with a fear of life and its real pleasures.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“I write in the pursuit of nonsense. What the hell is it? I have caught the human disease – definitions.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“Vile inhibitions, you sarcastic bastard, but only sarcastic in the face of truth.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“The envious rabble chant escapism. Even as I write here, I know how much I must learn. I know how hard it will be to put my moral integrity back whole, not put back, but to build a moral integrity where none previously existed.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“Reluctant to surrender the night to the loneliness of the day.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“I am longing for bed to pull the monotony of the night into black unconsciousness.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“I am sick of inflated people with smart remarks, smart clothes, and everything geared to fear of not quite matching up to society’s requirements.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“The reversal of all my dreams, I had thought that travelling would change my outlook or make me a little more tolerant, but no, it has accentuated all my original hates and fears.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“I hate my fears and weaknesses, yet they linger as a personalised torture chamber.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“I am sick of the crap I hand out as personal philosophy; the last two words make me spew. I hate my eternal hypocrisy and insincerity and, to cap it all, my sanctimonious whingeing about myself.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“From the confusion arises no answer. Will going to Iquitos supply it? I don’t know. I know bloody well it won’t.”
Gordon Roddick

“Does the answer to life lie in my guts, my mind or in between my legs?”
Gordon Roddick

“Does living mean God? What does anything mean other than the fact of one’s existence?”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“From the confusion arises no answer. Will going to Iquitos supply it? I don’t know. I know bloody well it won’t.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“Does the answer to life lie in my guts, my mind or in between my legs?”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“The answer lies in nature. In the country, I feel goodness. In the city, only stink and rotten pettiness, the eternal hate theme against the human race. But still, under it all, one needs people, although people do not need me as an individual.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“Realise, fool, idiot, that it is not your potential that counts; it is what you are now and think now. Tomorrow is nothing; it does not exist.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“Today, we lay the pattern for tomorrow.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“Today, we lay the pattern for tomorrow. Today is the time to change everything, not next week. For Christ’s sake, remember this. Of course, the whole answer is in one neat word: DEATH.”
Gordon Roddick, 1963

“(The) sex is a long story.”
Gordon Roddick

“All is truth
Up to
Even
Until”
Gordon Roddick