Progress is man's mode of existence. The general life of the human race is called Progress, the collective stride of the human race is called Progress. Progress advances; it makes the great human and terrestrial journey towards the celestial and the divine; it has its halting places where it rallies the laggard troop, it has its stations where itmeditates, in the presence of some splendid Canaan suddenly unveiled on its horizon, it has its nights when it sleeps; and it is one of the poignant anxieties of the thinker that he sees the shadow resting on the human soul, and that he gropes in darkness without being able to awakenthat slumbering Progress.

Non-violence requires a double faith, faith in God and also faith in man.

Mahatma Gandhi

The way to be with God in every season is to strive to be near Him every week and each day.

Thomas S. Monson

Be careful what you set your heart on, for it will surely be yours.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

It's funny that all these goths paint their faces with such white make-up and that is the actual colour of my skin, I am that pale!

Kelly Osbourne

Fundamental ideas are not a consequence of experience, but a result of the particular constitution and activity of the mind, which is independent of all experience in its origin, though constantly combined with experience in its exercise.

William Whewell

My parents were my two best friends. My third best friend was an author who did not know I existed.

John Green

Never say I love youIf you really don't care.Never talk about feelingsIf they aren't really there.Never hold my handIf you are going to break my heart.Never say you're going toIf you don't really plan to start.Never look into my eyesIf all you do is lie.Never say helloIf what you really mean is goodbye.If you really mean foreverThen say you will try.Never say foreverCause forever makes me cry.

Anon.

If you really want something you just hang with it. We think our future's ahead and not behind.

Jerry Only

How soon my sorrow hath destroyed my face

William Shakespeare

I used to work all the time, and now if there is a wedding, there's a concert, I'm there.

Petra Nemcova

It doesn't happen to me anymore, because a fresh generation of Africans and Asians has arisen to take over the business, but in my early years in Washington, D.C., I would often find myself in the back of a big beat-up old cab driven by an African-American veteran. I became used to the formalities of the : on some hot and drowsy Dixie-like afternoon I would flag down a flaking Chevy. Behind the wheel, leaning wa-aay back and relaxed, often with a cigar stub in the corner of his mouth (and, I am not making this up, but sometimes also with a genuine porkpie hat on the back of his head) would be a grizzled man with the waist of his pants somewhere up around his armpits. I would state my desired destination. In accordance with ancient cabdriver custom, he would say nothing inresponse but simply engage the stickshift on his steering wheel and begin to cruise in a leisurely fashion. There would be a pause. Then: 'You from England?' I would always try to say something along the lines of 'Well, I'm in no position to deny it.' This occasionally got me a grin; in any case, I always knew what was coming next. 'I was there once.' 'Were you in the service?' 'I sure was.' 'Did you get to Normandy?' 'Yes, sir.' But it wasn't Normandy or combat about which they wanted to reminisce. (With real combat veterans, by the way, it almost never is.) It was England itself. 'Man did it know how to rain and the warm beer. Nice people, though. Real nice.' I would never forget to say, as I got out and deliberately didn't overtip (that seeming a cheap thing to do), how much this effort on their part was remembered and appreciated.

Christopher Hitchens

Strange combination, isn't it--gratitude and resentment? But this is the way I think. Actually, I think everybody thinks that way. Even the children of the humans who died long ago, I think they lived their lives holding similar contradictory thoughts about their parents. They were raised to learn about love and death, and they lived out their lives passing from the sunny spots to the shady spots of this world.

Otsuichi