Quote by Matthew Arnold
Our society distributes itself into Barbarians, Philistines and Po

Our society distributes itself into Barbarians, Philistines and Populace; and America is just ourselves with the Barbarians quite left out, and the Populace nearly. – Matthew Arnold

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Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore. – Matthew Arnold

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Hope
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Culture, then, is a study of perfection, and perfection which insists on becoming something rather than in having something, in an inward condition of the mind and spirit, not in an outward set of circumstances. – Matthew Arnold

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No one ever went broke underestimating the taste of the American public. – H.L. Mencken

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America

What you have to do is enter the fiction of America, enter America as fiction. It is, indeed, on this fictive basis that it dominates the world. – Jean Baudrillard

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America is the only nation in history which miraculously has gone directly from barbarism to degeneration without the usual interval of civilization. – Georges Clemenceau

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America, for me, has been the pursuit and catching of happiness. – Aurora Raigne

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Vision without action is merely a dream. Action without vision just passes the time. Vision with action can change the world. – Joel A. Barker

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My personal view is that such total planning by the state is an absolute good and not simply a relative good… I do not myself think of the attitude I take as deriving from Marx – though this undoubtedly will be suggested – but from Fichte and Hegel. – John Grierson

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My dad has been a big influence on me, because hes always had his own business. He really taught me business sense and how to be a focused individual, but also how to have fun and make everyone around you have fun. – Wiz Khalifa

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The lotus flower is troubled
At the suns resplendent light;
With sunken head and sadly
She dreamily waits for the night. – Heinrich Heine

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