My mom was a waitress, and my dad was a plumber who worked for the City of San Clemente fixing mains breaks, so not too glamorous.

When you can measure what you are speaking about, and express it in numbers, you know something about it, when you cannot express it in numbers, your knowledge is of a meager and unsatisfactory kind; it may be the beginning of knowledge, but you have scarely, in your thoughts advanced to the stage of science.

William Thomson

Americans of all ages, all stations of life, and all types of disposition are forever forming associations... In democratic countries knowledge of how to combine is the mother of all other forms of knowledge; on its progress depends that of all the others.

Alexis de Tocqueville

Just like science, there must be other kinds of sensations which haven't yet been feltby the human heart at all.

Toba Beta

They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,Love and desire and hate:I think they have no portion in us afterWe pass the gate.They are not long, the days of wine and roses:Out of a misty dreamOur path emerges for a while, then closesWithin a dream.(the poem

Ernest Dowson, Vitae Summa Brevi

abstraction, n.Love is one kind of abstraction. And then there are those nights when I sleep alone, when I curl into a pillow that isn't you, when I hear the tiptoe sounds that aren't yours. It's not as if I can conjure you up completely. I must embrace the idea of you instead.

David Levithan

The mind grows sicker than the body in contemplation of it's suffering.

Ovid, Tristia, Bk. IV

If a person's mind is controlled by forces of revenge and jealousy, it cannot express love

Virchand Raghavji Gandhi

The aesthetic came along the way, I think - just through experimenting, and going on tour, and trying stuff out on stage, having fun with it, and not taking it too seriously. If I had a ballgown at home, I'd wear it onstage. If I found something in a charity shop, I'd wear it. That's where it grew from - just wanting to play dress-up.

Florence Welch

Freedom is not something that one people can bestow on another as a gift. Thy claim it as their own and none can keep it from them.

Kwame Nkrumah

It's certainly my honor to be able to, hopefully, change the world a tiny bit, one mind at a time.

Jodi Picoult

The poem is sad because it wants to be yours, and cannot be.

John Ashbery

I love cooking during Christmas, all smells like the hot apple cider, the hot spiced wine.

Amy Smart