Very few people possess true artistic ability. It is therefore both unseemly and unproductive to irritate the situation by making an effort. If you have a burning, restless urge to write or paint, simply eat something sweet and the feeling will pass.

No member of society has the right to teach any doctrine contrary to what society holds to be true.

Samuel Johnson

And although I have seen nothing but black crows in my life, it doesn't mean that there's no such thing as a white crow. Both for a philosopher and for a scientist it can be important not to reject the possibility of finding a white crow. You might almost say that hunting for 'the white crow' is science's principal task.

Jostein Gaarder

But there is so much more to do for the city we love... a Dallas with roads as strong as our businesses, parks as beautiful as our children, a downtown as tall as our imagination.

Laura Miller

There is a destiny that makes us brothers, No one goes his way alone; All that we send into the lives of others, Comes back into our own.

Edwin Markham

A Christmas Carol is such a fool-proof story you can't louse it up.

Leonard Maltin

When you're surrounded by all these people, it can be even lonelier than when you're by yourself. You can be in a huge crowd, but if you don't feel like you can trust anybody or talk to anybody, you feel like you're really alone.

Fiona Apple

People who treat other people as less than human must not be surprised when the bread they have cast on the waters comes floating back to them, poisoned.

James Baldwin

Today's news was published by word of mouth in the streets of ancient Athens.

Source Unknown

The reason for the sadness of this modern age and the men who live in it is that it looks for the truth in everything and finds it.

Edmond de Goncourt

Opinions are made to be changed - or how is truth to be got at?

Lord Byron

Political language is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable and to give an appearance of solidarity to pure wind.

George Orwell, as quoted in Soni

I know what wages beauty gives, How hard a life her servant lives, Yet praise the winters gone: There is not a fool can call me friend, And I may dine at journey's end With Landor and with Donne.

William Butler Yeats