One pits his wits against apparently inscrutable nature…

Natural selection, the blind, unconscious, automatic process which Darwin discovered, and which we now know is the explanation forthe existence and apparently purposeful form…

— Richard Dawkins

Nature, in her blind thirst for life has filled every possible cranny of the rotting earth with some sort of fantastic creature.

— Joseph Wood Krutch

The modern military justice system is by design a body incapable of blind justice.

— Kerry Kennedy

“Justice, contrary to public belief, is not blind. Love is blind, but Justice? Look at any statue, at any depiction. She is blindfolded.”

— Antoine Wilson

“People talk about evidence as if it could really be weighed in scales by a blind Justice.”

— George Eliot

“A blind Justice is merely an impartial Justice. True Justice would have eyes in the back of her head and a pair of mismatched…

— Eli Ashpencea

Always man needs woman for his friend. He needs her clearer vision, her subtler insight, her softer thought, her winged soul, her pure and…

— Mary C. Ames

In work consists the true pride of life; grounded in active employment, though early ardor may abate, it never degenerates into indifference, and age…

— Leopold Hartley Grindon

Before Midnight is one of the years best movies. Full to the brim with humor, heartbreak, and ravishing romance. Richard Linklater directs with ardor…

— Peter Travers

As each man's strength gives out, as it no longer responds to his will, the inertia of the whole gradually comes to rest on…

— Carl von Clausewitz

There was a new kind of strength in the gravity of her face, and her colors still gave her that look of deep-seated health…

— Willa Cather

“She could have rambled with all the fervor of a woman who had loved one entity for longer than most races live, and with…

— Darrell Drake

Without wishing to damp the ardor of curiosity or influence the freedom of inquiry, I will hazard a prediction that, after the most industrious…

— John Adams

I believe verbal felicity is the fruit of ardor, of diligence, and of refusing to be false.

— Marianne Moore

“But where do we find what's lasting? Where do the deathless things hide?”

— Adam Zagajewski