My life path has been a blessing and a great learning experience. Skateboarding is my passion and I don't see that changing. When I'm not skating, I love to surf. I'm open to the new experiences and opportunities.

Another night, I dreamed I saw my father sweeping out the barn floor clean, and would not suffer the wheat to be brought in the barn. He appeared to me to be in anger.

Joanna Southcott

What you have in most education software is that they're catering to the decision-maker who makes the budget allocations, and that decision-maker has a lot of check boxes. Does it do this? Check. Does it do that? Check. They could care less about the end user experience.

Salman Khan

One should not lift the rod against our enemies upon the private information of another.

Hitopadesa

[Nonviolence] is directed against forces of evil rather than against persons who happen to be doing the evil. It is evil that the nonviolent resister seeks to defeat, not the persons victimized by evil.

Martin Luther King Jr.

Language is conceived in sin and science is its redemption.

Willard Van Orman Quine

Life is not always easy to live, but the opportunity to do so is a blessing beyond comprehension. In the process of living, we will face struggles, many of which will cause us to suffer and to experience pain.

L. Lionel Kendrick

If you shut the door to all errors, truth will be shut out.

Rabindranath Tagore

There is overwhelming evidence that the higher the level of self-esteem, the more likely one will be to treat others with respect, kindness, and generosity.

Nathaniel Branden

Write without pay until somebody offers to pay you. If nobody offers within three years, sawing wood is what you were intended for.

Mark Twain

The world will not stop and think- it never does, it is not its way; its way is to generalize from a single sample

Mark Twain

The whole structure of science gradually grows, but only as it is built upon a firm foundation of past research.

Owen Chamberlain

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, who has sight so keen and strong That it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroken; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow