No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else.
Our consciousness rarely registers the beginning of a growth within us any more than without us; there have been many circulation of the sap before we detect the smallest sign of the bud.
George Eliot
Draw a crazy picture,Write a nutty poem,Sing a mumble-gumble song,Whistle through your comb.Do a loony-goony dance'Cross the kitchen floor,Put something silly in the worldThat ain't been there before.
Shel Silverstein
What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies with in us.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Of Course God does not consider you hopeless. If He did, He would not be moving you to seek Him (and He obviously is)... Continue seeking Him with seriousness. Unless He wanted you, you would not be wanting Him.
C.S. Lewis
When I retire I'm going to spend my evenings by the fireplace going through those boxes. There are things in there that ought to be burned.
Richard Milhous Nixon
Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile.
Albert Einstein
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea.Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of spirit,Fallen in the cause of the free.Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royalSings sorrow up into immortal spheres.There is music in the midst of desolationAnd a glory that shines upon our tears.They went with songs to the battle, they were young,Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,They fell with their faces to the foe.They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.At the going down of the sun and in the morningWe will remember them.They mingle not with laughing comrades again;They sit no more at familiar tables of home;They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;They sleep beyond England's foam.But where our desires are and our hopes profound,Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,To the innermost heart of their own land they are knownAs the stars are known to the Night;As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain,As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,To the end, to the end, they remain.written as a reaction to the high casualty rates of the British Expeditionary Force at Mons and Le Cateau
Laurence Robert Binyon, For the
If you want good laws, burn those you have and make new ones.
Voltaire
Through struggle to the stars.Latin: Per ardua ad astra
Anon., motto of the Royal Austra
And then the line was quite but not dead. I almost felt like he was there in my room with me, but in a way it was better, like I was not in my room and he was not in his, but instead we were together in some invisible and tenuous third space that could only be visited on the phone.
John Green
ARCHITECTURE, n: The art of how to waste space.
Philip Johnson
In architecture as in all other operative arts, the end must direct the operation. The end is to build well. Well building has three conditions: Commodity, Firmness and Delight.
Henry Watton
Day, n. A period of twenty four hours, mostly misspent.
Ambrose Bierce
When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it
Marc Chagall
Writing a book is like having a very long illness.-- George OrwellNot. -- Scott Archer Jones
George Orwell
Give me a museum, and I'll fill it.
Pablo Picasso
The artist has one function--to affirm and glorify life.
W. Edward Brown
The artist should be a seeing-eye dog for a myopic civilization.
Jacob Getlar Smith
I cannot say whether things will get better if we change; what I can say is they must change if they are to get better.
G. C. (Georg Christoph) Lichtenb
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.
William Shakespeare
Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.
Samuel Johnson
Only a brave person is willing to honestly admit, and fearlessly to face, what a sincere and logical mind discovers.
Rodan of Alexandria
The secret to success is to know something nobody else knows.
Aristotle Onassis
The problems that exist in the world today cannot be solved by the level of thinking that created them.many versions exist: The significant problems we face cannot be solved at the same level of thinking we were at when we created them.
Albert Einstein, attributed
O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention,A kingdom for a stage, princes to actAnd monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
William Shakespeare, Henry V (pr
Although human subtlety makes a variety of inventions by different means to the same end, it will never devise an invention more beautiful, more simple, or more direct than does nature, because in her inventions nothing is lacking, and nothing is superfluous.
Leonardo DaVinci
Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.
G. K. Chesterton
Nothing can be more abhorrent to democracy than to imprison a person or keep him in prison because he is unpopular. This is really the test of civilisation.
Sir Winston Churchill
The castle grounds were gleaming in the sunlight as though freshly painted; the cloudless sky smiled at itself in the smoothly sparkling lake, the satin-green lawns rippled occasionally in a gentle breeze: June had arrived.
J.K. Rowling
For myself I am an optimistit does not seem to be much use being anything else.
Thus, then, on the night of the tenth of May, at the outset of this mighty battle, I acquired the chief power in the State, which henceforth I wielded in ever-growing measure for five years and three months of world war, at the end of which time, all our enemies having surrendered unconditionally or being about to do so, I was immediately dismissed by the British electorate from all further conduct of their affairs.
We scarcely want to analyse what we feel to be so large and deeply human.
Virginia Woolf
Anyone can rat, but it takes a certain amount of ingenuity to re-rat.
Never give in, never give in, never, never, never, neverin nothing, great or small, large or pettynever give in except to convictions of honour and good sense.
I am a child of the House of Commons. I was brought up in my fathers house to believe in democracy. Trust the peoplethat was his message.
There must be what Mr. Gladstone many years ago called a blessed act of oblivion. We must all turn our backs upon the horrors of the past. We must look to the future. We cannot afford to drag forward across the years that are to come the hatreds and revenges which have sprung from the injuries of the past.
One woman who managed to corner him, the story runs, said in a treacly gushing voice:Doesnt it thrill you, Mr. Churchill, to know that every time you make a speech the hall is packed to overflowing?It is quite flattering, Mr. Churchill replied, but whenever I feel this way I always remember that if instead of making a political speech I was being hanged, the crowd would be twice as big.
I was very glad that Mr. Attlee described my speeches in the war as expressing the will not only of Parliament but of the whole nation. Their will was resolute and remorseless and, as it proved, unconquerable. It fell to me to express it, and if I found the right words you must remember that I have always earned my living by my pen and by my tongue. It was a nation and race dwelling all round the globe that had the lion heart. I had the luck to be called upon to give the roar.
If you are going through hell, keep going.
Thou strange piece of wild nature!
Colley Cibber
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