Karel Capek
Karel Capek
Karel Čapek; 9 January 1890 – 25 December 1938) was a Czech writer of the early 20th century. He had multiple roles throughout his career such as playwright, dramatist, essayist, publisher, literary reviewer, photographer and art critic. Nonetheless, he is best known for his science fiction including his novel War with the Newts and the play R.U.R., which introduced the word robot. He also wrote many politically charged works dealing with the social turmoil of his time. Largely influenced by american...
NationalityCzechoslovakian
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth9 January 1890
People should be a little loony, Helena. That's the best thing about them.
Any acceleration constitutes progress, Miss Glory. Nature had no understanding of the modern rate of work. From a technical standpoint the whole of childhood is pure nonsense. Simply wasted time. An untenable waste of time.
The English gentleman is a combination of silence, courtesy, dignity, sport, newspapers and honesty.
I think I am slowly becoming an anarchist, that this is only another label for my privateness, and I think that you will understand this in the sense of being against collectivity.
You never realize a dog is a man's best friend until you start betting on horses.
You still stand watch, O human star, burning without a flicker, perfect flame, bright and resourceful spirit. Each of your rays a great idea - O torch which passes from hand to hand, from age to age, world without end.
Wherever on this planet ideals of personal freedom and dignity apply, there you will find the cultural inheritance of England.
One never knows whether people have principles on principle or whether for their own personal satisfaction.
There are several ways to lay out a little garden; the best way is to get a gardener.
Nothing is stranger to man than his own image.
Socialism is good when it comes to wages, but it tells me nothing when it comes to other questions in life that are more private and painful, for which I must seek answers elsewhere.
Relativism is not indifference; on the contrary, passionate indifference is necessary in order for you not to hear the voices that oppose your absolute decrees.
Only years of practice will teach you the mysteries and bold certainty of a real gardener, who treads at random, yet tramples on nothing.
Relativism is neither a method of fighting, nor a method of creating, for both of these are uncompromising and at times even ruthless; rather, it is a method of cognition.