Nonviolence is a weapon of the strong

God may forgive your sins, but your nervous system won't.

Alfred Korzybski

Learning is not compulsory but neither is survival.

W. Edwards Deming

The poet is the sayer, the namer, and represents beauty. He is a sovereign, and stands on the centre. For the world is not painted, or adorned, but is from the beginning beautiful; and God has not made some beautiful things, but Beauty is the creator of the universe. Therefore the poet is not any permissive potentate, but is emperor in his own right. Criticism is infested with a cant of materialism, which assumes that manual skill and activity is the first merit of all men, and disparages such as say and do not, overlooking the fact, that some men, namely, poets, are natural sayers, sent into the world to the end of expression, and confounds them with those whose province is action, but who quit it to imitate the sayers. The poet does not wait for the hero or the sage, but, as they act and think primarily, so he writes primarily what will and must be spoken, reckoning the others, though primaries also, yet, in respect to him, secondaries and servants; as sitters or models in the studio of a painter, or as assistants who bring building materials to an architect.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Every fundamentalist movement I've studied in Judaism, Christianity and Islam is convinced at some gut, visceral level that secular liberal society wants to wipe out religion.

Karen Armstrong

My own feeling is that human happiness is a very random thing, and bestows itself willy-nilly, and there's not much deserving about the matter.

Orson Scott Card

We were poor too. Why, if I wasn't born a boy, I'd have nothing to play with.

Rodney Dangerfield

My wife and I, unlike many intellectuals, spent five years working on assembly lines. We came to fully understand the criticisms of the industrial age, in which you are an appendage of a machine that sets the pace.

Alvin Toffler

I love Westerns and I remember as a kid climbing up on the couch and make it into a saddle and shoot guns and fall off. I would lay there after my death and my mom would tell me to eat lunch and I'd say, 'I'm still dead, Mom!' I was Method, even then.

Creed Bratton

The American insanity for Loving Everybody is ruining my good temper and delivering my stomach to enormous bouts with acidity.

Taylor Caldwell, On Growing Up T

The stone which the builders refused is become the head stone of the corner.

Bible

All humanity is passion; without passion, religion, history, novels, art would be ineffectual.

Honore de Balzac

People ask if I can get it up in the morning. I tell them are you kidding I'm envious of a stiff wind.

Rodney Dangerfield