There can be no prestige without mystery, for familiarity breeds contempt.
Those who cannot work with their hearts achieve but a hollow, half-hearted success that breeds bitterness all around.
When one side benefits more than the other, that's a win-lose situation. To the winner it might look like success for a while, but in the long run, it breeds resentment and distrust.
Every solution breeds new problems.
Success breeds success.
Our government... teaches the whole people by its example. If the government becomes the lawbreaker, it breeds contempt for law; it invites every man to become a law unto himself; it invites anarchy.
In communications, familiarity breeds apathy.
A fat stomach never breeds fine thoughts.
'Free' is more of that 'familiarity breeds contempt' kind of thing. It's about saying 'Wait, I'm longing for something more than I have and I don't know what it is that I want, but I know I want it.' It has nothing to do with what I'm going through, personally.
You need to have a redesign because familiarity breeds a kind of complacency.
First of all, my persuasion is what really breeds violence is political differences. But because religion serves as the soul of community, it gets drawn into the fracas and turns up the heat.
Death is the king of this world: 'Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.
Every clarification breeds new questions.
I don't think violence on film breeds violence in life. Violence in life breeds violence in films.
He who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence.
Energy is an eternal delight, and he who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence.
But we're very much an American band and that's that. I think that's part of the appeal outside of this country and it might be part of the reason people turned away from us within this country, because familiarity breeds contempt.
Extremes, though contrary, have the like effects. Extreme heat kills, and so extreme cold: extreme love breeds satiety, and so extreme hatred; and too violent rigor tempts chastity, as does too much license.
Success breeds complacency. Complacency breeds failure. Only the paranoid survive.
I can probably earn more in an hour of writing or even teaching than I could save in a whole week of cooking. Specialization is undeniably a powerful social and economic force. And yet it is also debilitating. It breeds helplessness, dependence, and ignorance and, eventually, it undermines any sense of responsibility.
Anytime you are successful, I think that breeds confidence.
Big-government economics breeds crony capitalism. It's corrupt, anything but neutral, and a barrier to broad participation in prosperity.
Running through things because you are familiar with them, breeds routine and this is the seed of boredom.
As a profession, entrepreneurship breeds anything but balance. The highs can be stratospheric, and the lows can be crushing.
If you ask me why I've succeeded, it's because I was in the Royal Marines. You have this unbelievable sense of achievement and of overcoming adversity. That's the confidence it breeds.
I don't think love for technology itself breeds change.
I grew up in New York City, a town with different races, religions, and peoples. It breeds tolerance.
Intuition is the wisdom formed by feeling and instinct - a gift of knowing without reasoning... Belief is ignited by hope and supported by facts and evidence - it builds alignment and creates confidence. Belief is what sets energy in motion and creates the success that breeds more success.
Everyone breeds success off each other.
There are probably only a certain number of people who can understand or tolerate how long a job will take and what demands it puts on you. And why should they? It breeds a strange kind of selfishness immersing yourself in a character for so long.
I began raising chickens primarily for their eggs, but over the years, I've also grown fond of caring for them and learning about their many different breeds and varieties.
Ignorance breeds antipathy. Until I got to know how computers worked, I didn't want anything to do with them. I said, 'Well, why do I need them? I write letters.' Which I still do.
