Better a living dog than a dead lion. It's better to be a living dog than a dead lion

1. A good name is better than an expensive suit, and the day of death is better than the day of birth. 2. It is better to go to a house of mourning for the dead than to go to a house of feasting; for this is the end of every man, and the living will apply it to his heart. 3. Lamentation is better than laughter; because with a sad face the heart becomes better. 4.

Wise thoughts

(January 12, 1876, San Francisco, California, USA - November 22, 1916, Glen Ellen, California, USA)

American writer, socialist public figure, best known as the author of adventure stories and novels.

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A dead lion is better than a living dog.
(*Hearts of three*)

The metaphysician uses in his reasoning deductive method, he proceeds from false premises. The scientist uses inductively, it comes from the data of experience. A metaphysician goes from theory to facts, a scientist from facts to theory. The metaphysician, starting from himself, wants to explain the whole world. A scientist, learning the world, knows himself. (Ernest Everhard)
("The Iron Heel, 1908")

– The world will always remain a mystery! For me, human conscience is no greater mystery than chemical reaction, thanks to which ordinary water appears. Agree that this is a mystery, and then more and more complex natural phenomena will lose their mystery. This simple chemical reaction is like those basic axioms on which the entire edifice of geometry is built. Matter and force are the eternal mysteries of the universe, and they manifest themselves in the riddle of space and time. Manifestations are not a mystery; Only their foundations are mysterious - matter and force, and even the arena of these manifestations - space and time.

The world belongs to the strong, the strong, who is also noble and does not wallow in the pig trough of bargaining and speculation. The world belongs to people of true nobility, magnificent blond beasts who know how to assert themselves and their will.
("Martin Eden", 1909)

I wanted all this, and I still want it now. I would like to breathe the same air as in your house, so that there are books, paintings and all sorts of beautiful things around, and so that people speak calmly and quietly and are cleanly dressed, and so that their thoughts are pure.
(*Martin Eden*)

Power and authority had their usual effect on him /.../ This led to an exorbitant, unnatural admiration for his “I”: those around him did not evoke any warm feelings in him, moreover, he did not consider them to be people; he had only one thing left to do - to erect an altar to his personality and offer prayers to it.
(*Time-can't-wait*)

my arms embrace you before I even realize it
(*Little mistress of a big house*)

Youth is Retribution! She destroys old people, without thinking about the fact that by doing this, she will destroy herself.

Moscow is not ordinary Big city, of which there are a thousand; Moscow is not a silent mass of cold stones arranged in a symmetrical order... no! she has her own soul, her own life...

A man's honor cannot always delight a woman.
(*Hearts of three*)

The man is a lazy and rude savage. He doesn't like to be bothered. He loves peace and relaxation. And ever since the human race has existed, it has seen itself associated with a restless, nervous, irritable and hysterical companion; the name of this companion is woman. She has all sorts of moods, tears, resentments, vain desires and complete moral irresponsibility. But he could not destroy her, he needed her, even though she poisoned his life. What could he do?
(*Little mistress of a big house*)

A man rarely understands how much a woman close to him means to him - in any case, he does not truly appreciate her until he loses his family. He does not notice the subtle, elusive warmth created by the presence of a woman in the house; but as soon as it disappears, an emptiness forms in his life, and he vaguely yearns for something, not knowing what he is missing. If his comrades are no more experienced than himself, they will shake their heads doubtfully and begin to stuff him with powerful drugs. But the hunger does not go away - on the contrary, it torments more and more; a person loses his taste for ordinary, everyday existence, becomes gloomy and gloomy; and then one fine day, when the sucking emptiness inside becomes unbearable, it finally dawns on him.
("Son of the Wolf")

A man who is not hurt by the love of a woman is only half a man. ("The Blind Robber")
(“Hearts of Three”, 1916)

Men - each individually and collectively - are designed in such a way that they often reach the grave, remaining blissfully unaware of the full depth of deceit inherent in the other half of the human race.
("Daughter northern lights"from the collection of stories "The God of His Fathers", 1901)

We never win. Sometimes it seems to us, but this is a small courtesy that the gods honor us with.
("When the Gods Laugh")

Matt looked at his master, shaking his head in disapproval and sadness.
- Excuse me, Mr. Scott, but, by God, there are at least seventeen fools in you, and each operates in his own way.
(*White Fang*)

Author Dolnik Viktor Rafaelevich

"Kick a Dead Lion"