One death to a man is a serious thing: a dozen neutralize one another.
The day of individual happiness has passed.
To hear of a thousand deaths in war is terrible, and we 'know' that it is. But as it registers on our hearts, it is not more terrible than one death fully imagined.
I am dying, but the state remains.
If I win - I win for all our people, if I lose - I lose only myself.
He was caught and executed by the Ottoman Turks. While he lost his life, his revolution finally succeeded.
If one by one we counted people out
One death is a tragedy; a thousand is a statistic.
The revolution taught me not to be consoled by other people's miseries, not to feel thankful because so many others had suffered more. Pain and loss, like love and joy, are unique and personal; they cannot be modified by comparison to others.
As we got more interested in time management and productivity, we lost the individual, and with that individual loss, we lost happiness as well. So I think the world has actually been malnourished as we've focused so much on productivity and ignored happiness and meaning to our own detriment.