Yet, he thought, if I can die saying, "Life is so beautiful," then nothing else is important. If i can believe in myself that much, nothing else matters.
Mario PuzoRead
He was a degenerate gambler. That is, a man who gambled simply to gamble and must lose. As a hero who goes to war must die. Show me a gambler and I'll show you a loser, show me a hero and I'll show you a corpse.
Interpretation
The quote explores the inevitability of loss in both gambling and heroism, suggesting a deeper commentary on human pursuits.
Mario Puzo's quote compares degeneracy in gambling to the tragic fate of heroes in war, emphasizing that both pursuits can lead to inevitable loss. It reflects on the futility of seeking thrill and glory, highlighting that those who gamble or engage in heroism may ultimately face grave consequences, urging a reflection on the nature of risk and the human condition.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about the risks of addiction during a talk on mental health.
Yet, he thought, if I can die saying, "Life is so beautiful," then nothing else is important. If i can believe in myself that much, nothing else matters.
I don't trust society to protect us, I have no intention of placing my fate in the hands of men whose only qualification is that they managed to con a block of people to vote for them.
He had long ago learned that society imposes insults that must be borne, comforted by the knowledge that in this world there comes a time when the most humble of men, if he keeps his eyes open, can take his revenge on the most powerful.
Actions defined a man; words were a fart in the wind
A lawyer with his briefcase can steal more than a hundred men with guns.
I'll make him an offer he can't refuse.
I have always said that often the religion you were born with becomes more important to you as you see the universality of truth.
Man's deliberate destruction of his own habitat -- planet Earth -- could serve as a mighty theme for a mighty book worthy of a modern Melville or Tolstoy. But our best fictioneers confine themselves to domestic drama -- soap opera with literary trimmings.
It is indeed a desirable thing to be well-descended, but the glory belongs to our ancestors.
Blind hate against the enemy creates a forceful impulse that cracks the boundaries of natural human limitations, transforming the soldier in an effective, selective and cold killing machine. A people without hate cannot triumph against the adversary.
How often misused words generate misleading thoughts.
It is so characteristic, that just when the mechanics of reproduction are so vastly improved, there are fewer and fewer people who know how the music should be played.
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