What would happen if history could be rewritten as casually as erasing a blackboard? Our past would be like the shifting sands… — Michio Kaku Copy Share Image
“The...act of surrender—or devotion, as the case may be—was, to him, a kind of lifeline for those who sought a quick answer… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
We love and care for oodles of people, but only a few of them, if they died, would make us believe we… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
Only a few months into our marriage," writes the grandfather, "we started marking off areas in the apartment as 'Nothing Places,' in… — Jonathan Safran Foer Copy Share Image
I think this planet is far stronger than we are. We're gonna maybe make it very unhealthy and then we're probably gonna… — Peter Dinklage Copy Share Image
“without hope, what is to sustain life, but the fear of annihilation—the only thing of which I have ever felt a dread—I… — Mary Wollstonecraft Copy Share Image
“Some are little more than open platforms that glide on a cushion of resonant potential—ah, but you would not understand this. Let… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
The lower animals, on the other hand, must have their bodily structure modified in order to survive under greatly changed conditions. They… — Charles Darwin Copy Share Image
“Ah, yes, the trusty time paradox . If I go back in time and kill my grandfather, then shall I cease to… — Eoin Colfer Copy Share Image
“Men who give up the common goal of all things that exist, thereby cease to exist themselves. Some may perhaps think it… — Anicius Manlius Severinus Boethius Copy Share Image
As for freedom, it will soon cease to exist in any shape or form. Living will depend upon absolute obedience to a… — Jean Baudrillard Copy Share Image
It may be that we exist and cease to exist in alternations, like the minute dots in some forms of toned printing… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Every human being is a universe within themselves. Your mother and father participated with God to create a soul who would never… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Rules cease to exist once they have outlived their value, but forms live on eternally. There are forms of the novel which… — Raymond Queneau Copy Share Image
“On its own, my internal dissociated part now came to the surface, and I found myself hiding from everyone. I still was… — Suzie Burke Copy Share Image
