„You will never know how sharp a sword is unless it's drawn from its sheath“

—  Confucio

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Filósofo chinês -551 - -479 a.C.

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„We shall never sheathe the sword, which we have not lightly drawn“

—  H. H. Asquith Former Prime Minister of the United Kingdom 1852 - 1928

Speech at Guildhall, 9 November 1914; see
Contexto: We shall never sheathe the sword, which we have not lightly drawn, until Belgium recovers in full measure all, and more than all, that she has sacrificed; until France is adequately secured against the menace of aggression; until the rights of the smaller nationalities of Europe are placed upon an unassailable foundation; and until the military domination of Prussia is wholly and finally destroyed.

George Herbert photo

„719. One sword keepes another in the sheath.“

—  George Herbert Welsh-born English poet, orator and Anglican priest 1593 - 1633

Jacula Prudentum (1651)

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Patrick Rothfuss photo

„No matter how you spend your life, your wit will defend you more often than a sword. Keep it sharp!“

—  Patrick Rothfuss, livro O Nome do Vento

Chapter 40, “On the Horns” (p. 290)
Fonte: The Name of the Wind (2007)
Contexto: Any student of mine must be able to defend his ideas against an attack. No matter how you spend your life, your wit will defend you more often than a sword. Keep it sharp!

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„This perception is a sword such as was never drawn before. It divides and detaches bone and marrow, soul and body, yea, almost the man from himself.“

—  Ralph Waldo Emerson American philosopher, essayist, and poet 1803 - 1882

1860s, Life and Letters in New England (1867)
Contexto: The key to the period appeared to be that the mind had become aware of itself. Men grew reflective and intellectual. There was a new consciousness. The former generations acted under the belief that a shining social prosperity was the beatitude of man, and sacrificed uniformly the citizen to the State. The modern mind believed that the nation existed for the individual, for the guardianship and education of every man. This idea, roughly written in revolutions and national movements, in the mind of the philosopher had far more precision; the individual is the world.
This perception is a sword such as was never drawn before. It divides and detaches bone and marrow, soul and body, yea, almost the man from himself. It is the age of severance, of dissociation, of freedom, of analysis, of detachment. Every man for himself. The public speaker disclaims speaking for any other; he answers only for himself. The social sentiments are weak; the sentiment of patriotism is weak; veneration is low; the natural affections feebler than they were. People grow philosophical about native land and parents and. relations. There is an universal resistance to ties rand ligaments once supposed essential to civil society. The new race is stiff, heady and rebellious; they are fanatics in freedom; they hate tolls, taxes, turnpikes, banks, hierarchies, governors, yea, almost laws. They have a neck of unspeakable tenderness; it winces at a hair. They rebel against theological as against political dogmas; against mediation, or saints, or any nobility in the unseen.
The age tends to solitude. The association of the time is accidental and momentary and hypocritical, the detachment intrinsic and progressive. The association is for power, merely, — for means; the end being the enlargement and independency of the individual.

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„Promise me you wont never hurt nobody unless its absolute a must, unless you jist have to do it.“

—  James Jones, livro From Here to Eternity

From Here to Eternity (1951)
Contexto: "A deathbed promise is the most sacred one there is," she hawked at him from the lungs that were almost, but not quite, filled up yet, "and I want you to make me this promise on my deathbed: Promise me you wont never hurt nobody unless its absolute a must, unless you jist have to do it."
"I promise you," he vowed to her, still waiting for the angels to appear. "Are you afraid?" he said.
"Give me your hand on it, boy. It is a deathbed promise, and you'll never break it."
"Yes maam," he said, giving her his hand, drawing it back quickly, afraid to touch the death he saw in her, unable to find anything beautiful or edifying or spiritually uplifting in this return to God. He watched a while longer for signs of immortality. No angels came, however, there was no earthquake, no cataclysm, and it was not until he had thought it over often this first death that he had had a part in that he discovered the single uplifting thing about it, that being the fact that in this last great period of fear her thought had been upon his future, rather than her own. He wondered often after that about his own death, how it would come, how it would feel, what it would be like to know that this breath, now, was the last one. It was hard to accept that he, who was the hub of this known universe, would cease to exist, but it was an inevitability and he did not shun it. He only hoped that he would meet it with the same magnificent indifference with which she who had been his mother met it. Because it was there, he felt, that the immortality he had not seen was hidden.

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Bernard Cornwell photo

„Remember, Mr Sharpe, an officer's eyes are more valuable than his sword!“

—  Bernard Cornwell British writer 1944

General Arthur Wellesley, p. 61
Sharpe (Novel Series), Sharpe's Eagle (1981)

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„There stood a man with his sword drawn, and his face all over with blood.“

—  John Bunyan, O Peregrino

Part II, Ch. XI : Mr. Valiant-For-Truth <!-- Sect. 4 -->
The Pilgrim's Progress (1678), Part II
Contexto: There stood a man with his sword drawn, and his face all over with blood. Then said Mr. Great-Heart, Who art thou? The man made answer, saying, I am one whose name is Valiant-for-truth. I am a pilgrim, and am going to the Celestial City.

Alexander Hamilton photo

„When the sword is once drawn, the passions of men observe no bounds of moderation.“

—  Alexander Hamilton, O Federalista

No. 16 http://www.constitution.org/fed/federa16.htm : The Insufficiency of the Present Confederation to Preserve the Union
The Federalist Papers (1787–1788)
Contexto: When the sword is once drawn, the passions of men observe no bounds of moderation. The suggestions of wounded pride, the instigations of irritated resentment, would be apt to carry the States against which the arms of the Union were exerted, to any extremes necessary to avenge the affront or to avoid the disgrace of submission. The first war of this kind would probably terminate in a dissolution of the Union.

Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette photo

„I would never have drawn my sword in the cause of America, if I could have conceived that thereby I was founding a land of slavery.“

—  Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette French general and politician 1757 - 1834

As quoted in a letter by Thomas Clarkson (3 October 1845), published in The Liberty Bell (1846), p. 64

William Blake photo

„You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.“

—  William Blake, livro The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

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Fonte: 1790s, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell (1790–1793), Proverbs of Hell

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