65 Quotes by Edward Dahlberg

A painter can hang his pictures, but a writer can only hang himself.

Man pines to live but cannot endure the days of his life.

The newspaper has debauched the American until he is a slavish, simpering, and angerless citizen; it has taught him to be a lump mass-man toward fraud, simony, murder, and lunacies more vile than those of Commodus or Caracalla.

Those who write for lucre or fame are grosser than the cartel robbers, for they steal the genius of the people, which is its will to resist evil.

Everything ultimately fails, for we die, and that is either the penultimate failure or our most enigmatical achievement.

There are men that are birds, and their raiment is trembling feathers, for they show their souls to everyone and everything that is ungentle or untutored or evil or mockery is as a rude stone cast at them, and they suffer all day long, or as Paul remarks they are slain every moment.

Men are too unstable to be just; they are crabbed because they have not passed water at the usual time, or testy because they have not been stroked or praised.

I would rather take hellebore than spend a conversation with a good, little man.

The greater part of your misogamy is venal; the other cause of your invective humbug is that you’re a muggish homuncle who couldn’t raise a flickering ember in a vagabond-laced mutton.