I have sat through an Italian opera, til, for sheer pain, and inexplicable anguish, I have rushed out into the noisiest places… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
There are gems of wondrous brightness Ofttimes lying at our feet, And we pass them, walking thoughtless, Down the busy, crowded street.… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Numbers have dehumanized us. Over breakfast coffee we read of 40,000 American dead in Vietnam. Instead of vomiting, we reach for the… — Dalton Trumbo Copy Share Image
Life is like walking along a crowded street--there always seem to be fewer obstacles to getting along on the opposite pavement--and yet,… — Thomas Huxley Copy Share Image
