The plant is blind but it knows enough to keep pushing upwards towards the light, and it will continue to do this in the face of endless discouragements.
When it comes to the pinch, human beings are heroic. Women face childbed and the scrubbing brush, revolutionaries keep their mouths shut in the torture chamber, battleships go down with their guns still firing when their decks are awash.
Let's face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short.
After 40, a man is responsible for his face.
At fifty everyone has the face he deserves.
But the thing that I saw in your face no power can disinherit: No bomb that ever burst shatters the crystal spirit.
In the face of pain there are no heroes.
He wears a mask, and his face grows to fit it.
If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face -- forever.