“At the Bank of Consequences there are no overdraft facilities, and debts are called in as soon as they are noticed” — Peter Wells Copy Share Image
Some people make sharp distinctions sort of between their recreational musings and their professional work. I don't make that distinction very much — Whitfield Diffie Copy Share Image
The musings are the same I believe the fire to create burns so heavily that I am never far from a guitar… — Shelby Lynne Copy Share Image
Musing on the phrase 'waste of time.' So much more complex than it appears. Many 'wastes of time' small talk, daydreaming are… — Tom Peters Copy Share Image
The temptation to use mathematics is irresistible for economists. It appears to convey the appropriate air of scientific authority and precision to… — Paul Ormerod Copy Share Image
“Follow the right channels for your dreams to manifest. There is a greater sense of fulfilment in knowing you did your level… — Gift Gugu Mona Copy Share Image
“Science has made many advances in my lifetime, but the instrument has yet to be invented that can see clearly into the… — Guillermo del Toro Copy Share Image
I do not need the musing of the philosophers to tell me what I am doing. It would be more interesting to… — Louise Bourgeois Copy Share Image
To rove about, musing, that is to say loitering, is, for a philosopher, a good way of spending time, especially in that… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I know nothing that can so comfort the soul, so calm the swelling billows of grief and sorrow, so speak peace to… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
It has been a long time since I believed in Reality. I prefer the loveliness and the terror of my subjective experiences… — Sheldon B. Kopp Copy Share Image
“Down by the stream, Rose gathered many unknown little flowers and twigs. Nearby haystacks at the centre of the barn, nothing stirred:… — Mehreen Ahmed Copy Share Image
Children often have been likened to scientists. Both ask fundamental questions about the nature of the universe. Both also ask innumerable questions… — Robert S. Siegler Copy Share Image
How often are the beauties of nature unheeded by man, who, musing on past ills, brooding over the possible calamities of the… — Almira Hart Lincoln Phelps Copy Share Image
Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart, imagining itself alone and unwatched, feels most deeply in the night-time,… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
And when night, guiding her bright train of stars, Throws o'er the sleeping world her gloomy veil, Lonely amidst the desert and… — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
To say anything about women and men without marking oneself as either feminist or anti-feminist, male-basher or apologist for men seems as… — Deborah Tannen Copy Share Image
I live here among the ignorant like a lost man in fact like one whom the rest seems careless of having anything… — John Clare Copy Share Image
[Regarding] the soul, I'm a little wary of any discourse on that topic that pretends to have an answer, so I tend… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
“The day my mother gave us the keys, she also made me and Greta sign a form so that the bank knew… — Carol Rifka Brunt Copy Share Image
I saw battle-corpses, myriads of them, And the white skeletons of young men-I saw them; I saw the debris and debris of… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I have never been particularly impressed by the self centered musings of my fellow writers. — Gore Vidal Copy Share Image
“...Life does not follow the continuous flow of logical argument and that one often has to risk moving beyond the limits of… — Thomas R. Flynn Copy Share Image
I'm steeped in aesthetic theory, so I tend to bring in my own amateurish way of baring a little bit - when,… — John Maus Copy Share Image
Enthusiasm is that secret and harmonious spirit which hovers over the production of genius, throwing the reader of a book, or the… — Isaac D'Israeli Copy Share Image
Now musing o'er the changing scene Farmers behind the tavern screen Collect; with elbows idly press'd On hob, reclines the corner's guest,… — John Clare Copy Share Image
“Let's never stop asking questions. Questions give us a harbor to remember where we once lived mentally. They remind us of the… — Luci Swindoll Copy Share Image
What is new about Barthes's posthumous reputation is the view of him as a writer whose books of criticism and personal musings… — Edmund White Copy Share Image
Story ideas, but it's also musing on stuff that I'm thinking about. This leads me to this and this leads me to… — Charlie Kaufman Copy Share Image
“Sentences confined to limited definitions meanings restricted to limited words knotted in experiences and sensations musings, smiles and the eyes; and holding… — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
The thorn tree just began to bud And greening stained the sheltering hedge, An many a violet beside the wood Peeped blue… — John Clare Copy Share Image
I plucke up the goodlie greene herbes of sentences by pruning, eat them by reading, chawe them by musing, and laie them… — Elizabeth I Copy Share Image
“In my mind I compared Elen and Vintel. Next to Elen, Vintel appeared to be no more than a simpleminded blunderer, yet… — Catherine M. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Sitting to think of what to write will only set your ass on fire, give you headache, twist your face to look… — Michael Bassey Johnson Copy Share Image
“Strange, how in all those apocalyptic movies, when their society breaks down into lawlessness and anarchy, Canada is always the haven of… — Jenifer Mohammed Copy Share Image
“I liked Terry more than anyone I'd met for a long time, and we talked everyday. But he did believe the working… — Hanif Kureishi Copy Share Image
Writing in a diary is a really strange experience for someone like me. Not only because I’ve never written anything before, but… — Anne Frank Copy Share Image
“Opening a present from a live person was scary enough. There was always the chance that the gift might be so wrong,… — Carol Rifka Brunt Copy Share Image
“I,' she began in her thoughts, as we all do when thinking of ourselves. But this I was her, something, someone whose… — Dezső Kosztolányi Copy Share Image
It was Rome, on the fifteenth of October, 1764, as I sat musing amidst the ruins of the Capitol, while the barefooted… — Edward Gibbon Copy Share Image