Beware of undertaking too much at the start. Be content with quite a little. Allow for accidents. Allow for human nature, especially your own.

She gave her husband such a night of sexual pleasure that his eyes followed her constantly after that, narrow and hot. He grew molten when she passed near other men, and at night they made their own shaking tent. They got teased too much and moved farther off, into the brush, into the nesting ground of shy and holy loons. There, no one could hear them. In solitude they made love until they became gaunt and hungry, pale windigos with aching eyes, tongues of flame.

Louise Erdrich

Too aim is not enough, you must hit!

Proverb

No young man starting in life could have better capital than plenty of friends. They will strengthen his credit, support him in every great effort, and make him what, unaided, he could never be. Friends of the right sort will help him more -- to be happy and successful -- than much money...

Orison Swett Marden

To the scientist there is the joy in pursuing truth which nearly counteracts the depressing revelations of truth.

H. P. Lovecraft

As long as men are free to ask what they must, free to say what they think, free to think what they will, freedom can never be lost and science can never regress.

J. Robert Oppenheimer

Valor is of no service, chance rules all, and the bravest often fall by the hands of cowards.

Tacitus

I think what drove me insane for a long time is feeling like I hadn't earned most of what I achieved because it came so fast.

Charlie Sheen

She imagined herself both queen and slave, dominatrix and victim. In her imagination she was making love with men of all skin colors--white, black, yellow--with homosexuals and beggars. She was anyone's, and anyone could do anything to her. She had one, two, three orgasms, one after another. She imagined everything she had never imagined before, and she gave herself to all that was most base and most pure.

Paulo Coelho

If you want to test your memory, try to recall what you were worrying about one year ago today.

Rotarian

When Catullus expresses his love and hate for Lesbia, he is not obviously voicing a wish to rid himself of one or the other of these two sentiments. Not all contradictions resolve into temporal change of belief or desire.

Raymond Geuss

I cannot be grasped in the here and now,For my dwelling place is much among the dead,As the yet unborn,Slightly closer to the heart of creation than usual,But still not close enough.

Paul Klee

The one great poem of New England is her Sunday.

Henry Ward Beecher