The Universe forces those who live in it to understand it. Those creatures who find everyday experience a muddled jumble of events… — Carl Sagan Copy Share Image
Now that I'd experienced being a woman to a man I was in love with, I'd become self-conscious about being a woman… — Hilary Thayer Hamann Copy Share Image
She made a snorting noise, astonishingly human for a ghost. " I'ardly like to tell you this, Nephilim, but if you want… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
When the Sun sets, shadows, that shew'd at Noon But small, appear most long and terrible; So, when we think Fate hovers… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
I marveled at them both; how difficult it must be to be a person. To constantly subvert your desires. To worry about… — Garth Stein Copy Share Image
... the structure of our public morality crashed to earth. Above its grave a tombstone read, "Be tolerant--even of evil." Logically the… — Sarah-Patton Boyle Copy Share Image
There are so many different kinds of people in America, with so many different boiling points, that we don't know how to… — Florence King Copy Share Image
Would I describe a preacher, I would express him simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner;… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Even from my sickbed, even if you are going to lower me into the grave and I feel that something is going… — Lee Kuan Yew Copy Share Image
For those who feel their lives are a grave disappointment to God, it requires enormous trust and reckless, raging confidence to accept… — Brennan Manning Copy Share Image
Men speak of dreaming as if it were a phenomenon of night and sleep. They should know better. All results achieved by… — Lew Wallace Copy Share Image
Things aren't what they used to be' is the rallying cry of small minds. When men say things used to be better,… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
Many writers, especially male ones, have told us that it is the decease of the father which opens the prospect of one's… — Christopher Hitchens Copy Share Image
There is little value in insuring the survival of our nation if our traditions do not survive with it. And there is… — John F. Kennedy Copy Share Image
The butcher with his bloody apron incites bloodshed, murder. Why not? From cutting the throat of a young calf to cutting the… — Isadora Duncan Copy Share Image
Mozart, who was buried in a pauper’s grave, was one of the greatest successes we know of, a man who in his… — Eleanor Roosevelt Copy Share Image
The only really effective means of enabling States to deal with the grave problem of poverty is to provide them with the… — Pope John Paul II Copy Share Image
Always the idea of unbroken quiet broods around the grave. It is a port where the storms of life never beat, and… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
If then, said I, the question is put to me would I rather have a miserable ape for a grandfather or a… — Thomas Huxley Copy Share Image
We do not play on Graves— Because there isn't Room— Besides—it isn't even—it slants And People come— And put a Flower on… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
It's really a pity that there are observers who view political events like comic strips. There has to be a Zorro, there… — Thomas Sankara Copy Share Image
The breakdown of our language, evident in the misuse, i.e., the misunderstanding of nouns and adjectives, is most grave, though perhaps not… — Mary McCarthy Copy Share Image
To be cured, we must rise from our graves and throw off the cerements of the dead. Nobody can do it for… — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
Out of the total number of the persons designated for the execution, fifteen men were led in each case to the brink… — Paul Blobel Copy Share Image
Imagine some foul and putrid corpse that has lain rotting and decomposing in the grave, a jelly-like mass of liquid corruption. Imagine… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
Your hands are not made to type out memos. Or put paper through fax machines. Or hold a phone up while you… — James Altucher Copy Share Image
But, irreverently consorting with these grave, reputable, and pious people, these elders of the church, these chaste dames and dewy virgins, there… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
Better to be always in a minority of one with God - branded as madman, incendiary, fanatic, heretic, infidel - frowned upon… — William Lloyd Garrison Copy Share Image
We value love not because it's stronger than death but because it's weaker. Say what you want about love: death will finish… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an almsman's gown,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Atten. Pray of what disease did Mr. Badman die, for now I perceive we are come up to his death? Wise. I… — John Bunyan Copy Share Image
And down the dunes a thousand guns lie crouched,Unseen, beside the flood -Like tigers in some Orient jungle crouchedThat wait and watch… — Henry Timrod Copy Share Image
Beauty imposes reverence in the Spring, Grave as the urge within the honeybuds, It wounds us as we sing. Beauty is joy… — Shaw Neilson Copy Share Image
The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battle-field, and patriot grave, to every living heart and hearth-stone, all over this broad… — Abraham Lincoln Copy Share Image
After the last shovel of dirt was patted in place, I sat down and let my mind drift back through the years.… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
What frightens me about America today is that in the large majority there is no active sense of the value of the… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
We hold that the reckless disregard for human life implicit in knowingly engaging in criminal activity known to carry a grave risk… — Sandra Day O'Connor Copy Share Image
We forget that every good that is worth possessing must be paid for in strokes of daily effort. We postpone and postpone… — William James Copy Share Image
At the end of a criminal’s life, it’s always the small mistake, the coincidence, the lark. The time we got too comfortable,… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do… — Mary Elizabeth Frye Copy Share Image
