Who said, 'All Time's delightHath she for narrow bed;Life's troubled bubble broken'? ---That's what I said.

If we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls.

Maya Angelou

I think the Democrats are catering to them, but, you know, in the entire history of the United States of America, there has never been a judge who has been refused a vote when there was a majority of Senators willing to vote for his confirmation, never in history.

Pat Robertson

He is born in vain, who having attained the human birth, so difficult to get, does not attempt to realise God in this very life

Ramakrishna

Male supremacy has kept woman down. It has not knocked her out.

Clare Boothe Luce

Society is no comfort to one not sociable.

William Shakespeare

Last week I was walking by a cemetery, two guys came after me with shovels. It was all about money.

Rodney Dangerfield

In a society which is structured the wrong way, piety has no effect.

Friedrich Durrenmatt

You look beautiful - David

Scott Westerfeld

Seeds of great discoveries are constantly floating around us, but they only take root in minds well prepared to receive them.

Joseph Henry

You must always be puzzled by mental illness. The thing I would dread most, if I became mentally ill, would be your adopting a common sense attitude; that you could take it for granted that I was deluded.

Ludwig Wittgenstein

But reason always cuts a poor figure beside sentiment the one being essentially restricted, like everything that is positive, while the other is infinite.

Honore de Balzac

One also, in our milieu, simply didn't meet enough Americans to form an opinion. And when one did this was in the days of crew-cuts and short-legged pants they, too, often really did sport crew-cuts and trousers that mysteriously ended several inches short of the instep. Why was that? It obviously wasn't poverty. A colleague of my father's had a daughter who got herself married and found that an American friend she had met on holiday had offered to pay the whole cost of the nuptial feast. I forget the name of this paladin, but he had a crew-cut and amputated trouser-bottoms and a cigar stub and he came from a place called Yonkers, which seemed to me a ridiculous name to give to a suburb. (I, who had survived Crapstone ) Anyway, once again one received a Henry Jamesian impression of brash generosity without overmuch refinement. There was a boy at my boarding school called Warren Powers Laird Myers, the son of an officer stationed at one of the many U.S. Air Force bases in Cambridgeshire. Trousers at The Leys School were uniform and regulation, but he still managed to show a bit of shin and to buzz-cut his hair. 'I am not a Yankee,' he informed me (he was from Norfolk, Virginia). 'I am a CON-federate.' From what I was then gleaning of the news from Dixie, this was unpromising. In our ranks we also had Jamie Auchincloss, a sprig of the Kennedy-Bouvier family that was then occupying the White House. His trousers managed to avoid covering his ankles also, though the fact that he shared a parent with Jackie Kennedy meant that anything he did was accepted as fashionable by definition. The pants of a man I'll call Mr. 'Miller,' a visiting American master who skillfully introduced me to J.D. Salinger, were also falling short of their mark. Mr. Miller's great teacher-feature was that he saw sexual imagery absolutely everywhere and was slightly too fond of pointing it out [...]. Meanwhile, and as I mentioned much earlier, the dominant images projected from the United States were of the attack-dog-and-firehose kind, with swa

Christopher Hitchens