When you work you fulfil a part of earth's furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born. And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life, And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life's inmost secret.

Social media is great, I guess, but it feels like technology is the sapper of innocence.

Chris O'Dowd

Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art. It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.

C.S. Lewis

Socialism appeals to better classes and has far more strength. Attack the state and you excite feelings of loyalty even among the disaffected classes but attack the industrial system and appeal to the state, and you may have loyalty in your favor.

John Bates Clark

Beware of one who has nothing to lose.

Italian Proverb

To write or even speak English is not a science but an art. There are no reliable words. Whoever writes English is involved in a struggle that never lets up even for a sentence. He is struggling against vagueness, against obscurity, against the lure of the decorative adjective, against the encroachment of Latin and Greek, and, above all, against the worn-out phrases and dead metaphors with which the language is cluttered up.

George Orwell

Excuse me if I'm clinging on to life, but my parents wove me from tight thread.

Jeanne Calment

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Margaret Brownley

Money, which represents the prose of life, and which is hardly spoken of in parlors without an apology, is, in its effects and laws, as beautiful as roses.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

I trust my mum with anything. If I have a problem, my mum is always the first person I go to.

Richard Fleeshman

Reach for it. Push yourself as far as you can.

Christa McAuliffe

I brought a mirror to Lovers' Lane. I told everybody I'mNarcissus.

Steven Wright

Man is a genius when he is dreaming.

Akira Kurosawa