Lord, confound this surly sister, blight her brow with…

Textbooks, it seems to me, are enemies of education, instruments for promoting dogmatism and trivial learning. They may save the teacher some trouble, but…

— Neil Postman

Do not cringe and make yourself small if you are called the black sheep, the maverick, the lone wolf. Those with slow seeing say…

— Clarissa Pinkola Estes

These monster cities we live in today are blights of modern society. They will certainly give way to planned cities interlinked to the countryside.…

— James P. Cannon

Are some free fonts a gift to humanity rather than a blight on typographic civilization ?

— Ellen Lupton

“John Mitchel’s famous declaration that God sent the blight but the English created the Famine.”

— Tim Pat Coogan

Humans have grown like a cancer. We're the biggest blight on the face of the earth.

— Ingrid Newkirk

It is ever so with the things that Men begin: there is a frost in Spring, or a blight in Summer, and they fail…

— J. R. R. Tolkien

There's a segment of this world, there's a mind state that's permeated the intellectual consciousness of this world that comes from a certain type…

— El-P

The blight of futility that lies in wait for men's speeches had fallen upon our conversation and made it a thing of empty sounds.

— Joseph Conrad

Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide.

— James Russell Lowell

Long time a child, and still a child, when years Had painted manhood on my cheek, was I; For yet I lived like one…

— Hartley Coleridge

As frost to the bud, and blight to the blossom, even such is self-interest to friendship; for confidence cannot dwell where selfishness is porter…

— Martin Farquhar Tupper

So: if the chronic inflation undergone by Americans, and in almost every other country, is caused by the continuing creation of new money, and…

— Murray Rothbard

How unthinkable that, in a country of such bursting plenty, so many people are facing ongoing hunger and poverty. If we are truly each…

— Bonnie Raitt

All things with which we deal preach to us. What is a farm but a mute gospel? The chaff and the wheat, weeds and…

— Ralph Waldo Emerson