Civilisation has made mankind if not more bloodthirsty, at least more vilely, more loathsomely bloodthirsty.[Oт цивилизации человек стал если не более кровожаден, то уже, наверно, хуже, гаже кровожаден, чем прежде.]
It has been said that civilization is twenty-four hours and two meals away from barbarism.
It goes without saying that a civilization which leaves so large a number of its participants unsatisfied and drives them into revolt neither has nor deserves the prospect of a lasting existence.
I ate civilization. It poisoned me; I was defiled. And then, I ate my own wickedness.
Beauty has no obvious use; nor is there any clear cultural necessity for it. Yet civilization could not do without it.
Yes, and civilization is sterilization.
Without a woman we’d discuss racing cars and horses and tell dirty jokes; no civilization.
While civilization has been improving our houses, it has not equally improved the men who are to inhabit them. It has created palaces, but it was not so easy to create noblemen and kings.
Were civilization itself to be estimated by some of its results, it would seem perhaps better for what we call the barbarous part of the world to remain unchanged.
The word was — civilization!
The propulsion by the universality of thought is the absolute worth of civilisation.
The liberty of the individual is no gift of civilization. It was greatest before there was any civilization, though then, it is true, it had for the most part no value, since the individual was scarcely in a position to defend it.
