The little incidents and accidents of every day fill us with emotion, anxiety, annoyance, passion, as long as they are close to us, when they appear so big, so important, so serious; but as soon as they are borne down the restless stream of time they lose what significance they had; we think no more of them and soon forget them altogether. They were big only because they were near.
Arthur SchopenhauerWhat give all that is tragic, whatever its form, the characteristic of the sublime, is the first inkling of the knowledge that the world and life can give no satisfaction, and are not worth our investment in them. The tragic spirit consists in this. Accordingly it leads to resignation.
Arthur SchopenhauerThe heavy armor becomes the light dress of childhood; the pain is brief, the joy unending.
Arthur SchopenhauerIn many cases hate a person is rooted in the involuntary estimate of its virtues.
Arthur Schopenhauer