The Thames is liquid history.

I spent the first fourteen years of my life convinced that my looks were hideous. Adolescence is painful for everyone, I know, but mine was plain weird.

Uma Thurman

In the past, I used to counter any such notions by asking myself: 'Would you really want President Hattersley?' I now find that possibility rather cheers me up. With his chubby, Dickensian features and his knowledge of T.H. Green and other harmless leftish political classics, Hattersley might not be such a bad thing after all.

A. N. Wilson

I once tried to commit suicide by jumping off a building... Ichanged my mind at the last minute, so I just flipped over andlanded on my feet. Two little kittens nearby saw what happenedand one turned to the other and said, See, that's how it'sdone.

Steven Wright

There is no place where we can safely store worn-out reactors or their garbage. No place!

David R. Brower

Actions are the first tragedy in life, words are the second. Words are perhaps the worst. Words are merciless. . .

Oscar Wilde

Nothing is as engaged as a retentive human brain as uncounted events is inhibited in it

Bashir F. Biodun

We should try to create the society we would want if we didn't know in advance who we'd be.

Paul Krugman

The fearful unbelief is unbelief in yourself.

Thomas Carlyle

In spite of all the refinements of society that conspired to make art the dizzying perfection of the string quartet or the sprawling grandeur of Fragonards canvases beauty was savage. It was as dangerous and lawless as the earth had been eons before man had one single coherent thought in his head or wrote codes of conduct on tablets of clay. Beauty was a Savage Garden.

Anne Rice

Education, which was at first made universal in order that all might be able to read and write, has been found capable of serving quite other purposes. By instilling nonsense it unifies populations and generates collective enthusiasm.

Bertrand Russell

We sail within a vast sphere, ever drifting in uncertainty, driven from end to end.

Blaise Pascal

Voluptuaries, consumed by their senses, always begin by flinging themselves with a great display of frenzy into an abyss. But they survive, they come to the surface again. And they develop a routine of the abyss: It's four o clock. At five I have my abyss...

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette