Who should I send for now?Using the last of his strength, Sebastian managed to drag her hand up to his mouth. You, he whispered, holding her fingers to his lips. Just you.

Since UFO stands for unidentified flying object, the word ufology means approximately knowledge about unknown flying objects, and is therefore a science whose content is void by definition. Similar considerations hold for parapsychology.

Lucio Russo

Silence is the safest course for any man to adopt who distrust himself.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

Those who have been too long at their labor, who have drunk too long at the cup of voluptuousness, who feel they have become temporarily inhumane, who are tormented by their families, who find life sad and love ephemeral; they should all eat chocolate and they will be comforted.

JeanAnthelme BrillatSavarin

Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.

George Eliot

In masks outrageous and austere, The years go by in single file But none has merited my fear, And none has quite escaped my smile.

Elinor Wylie

I am inclined to attach some importance to the new system of manufacturing and venture to throw it out with the hope of its receiving a full discussion among those who are most interestedin the subject.

Charles Babbage

In a world that holds books and babies and canyon trails, why should one condemn oneself to live day-in, day-out with people one does not like, and sell oneself to chaperone and correct them?Journal entry, May 20, 1913 during her brief career as a boarding-school teacher

Ruth Benedict, An Anthropologist

We all have roles in life. I'm a dad, a husband, this and that, but basically I only feel justified in being alive when I'm on the stage.

Jack Bruce

It is remarkable how similar the pattern of love is to the pattern of insanity.

The Matrix Revolutions, charact

It's funny, because I did all of these interviews as soon as I had the baby, and they were asking questions, and I really didn't have an idea of anything, because I was so blurry.

Emily Procter

My mother, Lillie Specter, was an angel and totally uninterested in politics.

Arlen Specter

The two stand in the fast-thinning throng of victims, but they speak as if they were alone. Eye to eye, voice to voice, hand to hand, heart to heart, these two children of the Universal Mother, else so wide apart and differing, have come together on the dark highway, to repair home together and to rest in her bosom.

Charles Dickens