Truth, Sir, is a cow which will yield such people no more milk, and so they are gone to milk the bull.

What a theologian feels as true, must be false: one has therein almost a criterion of truth

Friedrich Nietzsche

Animals awaken, first facially, then bodily. Men's bodies wake before their faces do. The animal sleeps within its body, man sleeps with his body in his mind.

Malcolm De Chazal

We've been working now with computers and education for 30 years, computers in developing countries for 20 years, and trying to make low-cost machines for 10 years. This is not a sudden turn down the road.

Nicholas Negroponte

As human beings, we need to know that we are not alone, that we are not crazy or completely out of our minds, that there are other people out there who feel as we do, live as we do, love as we do, who are like us.

Billy Joel

It is natural for the mind to believe, and for the will to love; so that, for want of true objects, they must attach themselves to false.

Blaise Pascal

It is not the truth that a man possesses, or believes that he possesses, but the earnest effort which he puts forward to reach the truth, which constitutes the worth of a man. For it is not by the possession, but the search after truth that he enlarges his power, wherein alone consists his ever-increasing perfection.

Gotthold Lessing

Asking the right questions takes as much skill as giving the right answers.

Robert Half

Good wine is a necessity of life for me.

Thomas Jefferson

I lay on the bowsprit, with the water foaming into spume under me, the masts with every sail white in the moonlight towering above me. I became drunk with the beauty and singing rhythm of it, and for a moment lost myself- actually lost my life. I was set free... dissolved in the sea, became white sails and flying spray, became beauty and rhythm and the high dim-starred sky... I belonged within a unity and joy to life itself.

Eugene O'Neill

Labor to keep alive in your breast that little spark of celestial fire called conscience

George Washington

It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.

Virginia Woolf

Why should your majesty think it? My own plans are made. While I may, I sail East in Dawn Treader. When she fails me, I row East in my coracle. When that sinks, shall I paddle East with my four paws. Then, when I can swim no longer, if I have not yet reached Aslan's Country, there shall I sink with my nose to the sunrise...and Peepiceek will be head of Talking Mice in Narnia

C.S. Lewis