Racism is a blight on the human conscience

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