1. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped out the seven heavens, there still remains oneself. Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul?
--Oscar Wilde, De Profundis
2. Nostalgia of any kind isn't a longing for the time, it's a longing for the person you were, the place you held, and the people who were around you. That has changed, but it was going to change anyway. It always does. --Katharine Pilkington
3. The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence; not in slience, but restraint. --Marianne Moore
4. Life is short and the art is long. Experience is fleeting, experiment treacherous, and judgement difficult. --Hippocrates
5. Unbelievers always want other people to act like Christians. --Orson Scott Card, Ender's Shadow
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Monday, October 31, 2011
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Wednesday quotes
1. We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. --Oscar Wilde
2. Inspiration doesn't lie in the mud; it lies in the clean and wholesome life of the ordinary man. --Robert Frost
3. Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves. --Joseph P. Thompson
4. Only two things are infinite: the Universe and human stupidity. And I am not sure about the former. --Albert Einstein
5. Money may buy the husk of many things, but not the kernel. It brings food, but not the appetite; medicine, but not health; acquaintances, but not friends; servants, but not faithfulness; days of joy, but not peace or happiness. --Henry Ibsen
2. Inspiration doesn't lie in the mud; it lies in the clean and wholesome life of the ordinary man. --Robert Frost
3. Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves. --Joseph P. Thompson
4. Only two things are infinite: the Universe and human stupidity. And I am not sure about the former. --Albert Einstein
5. Money may buy the husk of many things, but not the kernel. It brings food, but not the appetite; medicine, but not health; acquaintances, but not friends; servants, but not faithfulness; days of joy, but not peace or happiness. --Henry Ibsen
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