Beginning to think is beginning to be undermined. Society has but little connection with such beginnings. The worm is in man's heart.… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
What art thou, life, that we, must court thy stay? A breath one single gasp must puff away! A short-lived flower, that… — Alexander Brome Copy Share Image
Now I am . . . like anyone with a strong preference for the fly rod, totally indifferent to how large a… — Vance Bourjaily Copy Share Image
“But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity.… — Andrew Marvell Copy Share Image
The young May moon is beaming, love. The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love. How sweet to rove, Through Morna's grove, When the… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
But as in landlessness alone resides the highest truth, shoreless, indefinite as God - so better is it to perish in that… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
The major and almost only theme of all my work is the struggle of man with "God": the unyielding, inextinguishable struggle of… — Nikos Kazantzakis Copy Share Image
Why, why are people all balls of bitter dust? Because they won't fall off the tree when they're ripe. They hang on… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
The pool was but a stone's throw from the house, and I arrived there in a few minutes, only to find a… — Theodore Gordon Copy Share Image
Eating, drinking. sleeping, pro-creating. A little laughter, a lot of tears. Is this all there is to life? Don't die like a… — Sivananda Copy Share Image
If worms have the power of acquiring some notion, however rude, of the shape of an object and over their burrows, as… — Charles Darwin Copy Share Image
Everything is destroyed by its own particular vice: the destructive power resides within. Rust destroys iron, moths destroy clothes, the worm eats… — Menander Copy Share Image
I like to think how easily Nature will absorb London as she absorbed the mastodon, setting her spiders to spin the winding-sheet… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
I hear, Western people say, "The world was created for us." If tigers could write books, they would say, man was created… — Swami Vivekananda Copy Share Image
I guess even the prettiest things eventually end up stinking. Everything does. We all will die and rot and decay and be… — Jaimal Yogis Copy Share Image
I'd like to see a nature film where an eagle swoops down and pulls a fish out of a lake, and then… — Jack Handey Copy Share Image
Sometimes friends do foolish things. My father told me that true friends are like gold coins. Ships are wrecked by storms and… — Michael Robotham Copy Share Image
In the early 1700's, two physicians...learned about pinkroot's efficacy from the Indians. The word soon spread to the general public, who praised… — Michael Savage Copy Share Image
I am glad that the life of pandas is so dull by human standards, for our efforts at conservation have little moral… — Stephen Jay Gould Copy Share Image
The gaiaphage. That's the other word they use. 'Gaia,' as in world. 'Phage,' as in a worm or something that eats something… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
You talk of the scythe of Time, and the tooth of Time: I tell you, Time is scytheless and toothless; it is… — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
The taste for books was an early one. As a child he was sometimes found at midnight by a page still reading.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Our body is a vessel of corruption; it is meant for death and for the worms, nothing more! And yet we devote… — John Vianney Copy Share Image
When you collect marine animals there are certain flat worms so delicate that they are almost impossible to catch whole for they… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
Out- out are the lights- out all! And, over each quivering form, The curtain, a funeral pall, Comes down with the rush… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
You cannot reduce the situation to worm jokes, Will. This is Gabriel and Gideon’s father we’re discussing.” “We’re not just discussing him;… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The situation in this country is like a dog with worms. You bring the dog to the vet to be dewormed, but… — Neal Boortz Copy Share Image
What little reality television I've seen seems to be about economic desperation. Like the marathon dancing of the Great Depression, which should… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, how complicate, how wonderful is man! Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from… — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Language became a colorless and as indistinct as the business suit which is now worm by everyone, by the scholar, by the… — Paul Feyerabend Copy Share Image
What better way to learn about life in the ocean--and how we are changing it--than through stories of blind zombie worms, immortal… — Enric Sala Copy Share Image
Many think, because your skins are tinged with a sable hue, that you are an inferior race of beings; but God does… — Maria W. Stewart Copy Share Image
There's a small worm called Loa Loa Filariasis. This parasite can survive in one environment exclusively- namely, underneath the skin and inside… — David Attenborough Copy Share Image
It is interesting to contemplate an entangled bank clothed with many plants of many kinds with birds singing on the bushes, with… — Charles Darwin Copy Share Image
The struggle inside the cocoon between the defenders of the worm state and the agents of winged possibility is one that I… — Robert Moss Copy Share Image
Nature has provided two great gifts: life and then the diversity of living things, jellyfish and humans, worms and crocodiles. I don't… — Theodore Holmes Bullock Copy Share Image
My life, my life, now I speak of it as of something over, now as of a joke which still goes on,… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
I am nothing but a miserable, crushed worm, whom no one wants, whom no one loves, a useless creature with morning sickness,… — Sophia Tolstaya Copy Share Image
Modern art must strike out from the old. The new is not revealed to those whose eyes are fastened in worship upon… — Albert Pinkham Ryder Copy Share Image
I picked up a man from the street, and he was eaten up alive from worms. Nobody could stand him, and he… — Mother Teresa Copy Share Image
