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"There is nothing I hate more than sentimentality."
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"To be a real philosopher all that is necessary is to hate some one else's type of thinking."
"Hate does that. Burns off everything but itself, so whatever your grievance is, your face looks just like your enemy's."
"The correlative to loving our neighbors as ourselves is hating ourselves as we hate our neighbors."
"If a university official's letter accusing a speaker of having a proclivity to commit speech crimes before she's given the speech - which then leads to Facebook postings demanding that Ann Coulter be hurt, a massive riot and a police-ordered cancellation of the speech - is not hate speech, then there is no such thing as hate speech."
"I hate that which we have decided to call realism, even though I have been made one of its high priests."
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"I went across the fields to avoid the straight highways, along the firing lines where people were shooting at a small wooded hill, which is now covered with wooden crosses and lines of graves instead of spring flowers."
"Height, width, and depth are the three phenomena which I must transfer into one plane to form the abstract surface of the picture, and thus to protect myself from the infinity of space."
"I think only of objects: of a leg or an arm, of the wonderful sense of foreshortening, breaking through the plane, of the division of space, of the combination of straight lines in relation to curved ones."
"I believe that the reason why I love painting so much is that it forces one to be objective. There is nothing I hate more than sentimentality."
"It was so wonderful outside that even the wild senselessness of this enormous death, whose music I hear again and again, could not disturb me from my great enjoyment!"
"Painting is a very difficult thing. It absorbs the whole man, body and soul, thus have I passed blindly many things which belong to real and political life."
"On my left the shooting had the sharp explosion of the infantry artillery, on my right could be heard the sporadic cannon shots thundering from the front, and up above the sky was clear and the sun bright."
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