"We only have one life to live, and must go on with it to the end, that if we feel it is meaningless, then we ourselves must give it meaning."

“In the neuter austerity of that terrain all phenomena were bequeathed a strange equality and no one thing nor spider nor stone nor blade of grass could put forth claim to precedence. The very clarity of these articles belied their familiarity, for the eye predicates the whole on some feature or part and here was nothing more luminous than another and nothing more enshadowed and in the optical democracy of such landscapes all preference is made whimsical and a man and a rock become endowed with unguessed kinship.”

“The quest for our origin is the sweet fruit's juice which maintains satisfaction in the minds of the philosophers.”

Source : "The Golden Ratio" by Mario Livio, (p. 124), 2002.

“It is the hour to rend thy chains, The blossom time of souls.”

Source : Katharine Lee Bates (1911). “America the Beautiful: And Other Poems”

“I feel that the critic and music director should have such a good relationship they can pick up the phone and call each other any time.”

“The economic miracle that has been the United States was not produced by socialized enterprises, by government-unon-industry cartels or by centralized economic planning. It was produced by private enterprises in a profit-and-loss system. And losses were at least as important in weeding out failures, as profits in fostering successes. Let government succor failures, and we shall be headed for stagnation and decline.”

“I myself am just an ordinary woman. I simply had no choice.”

“Scripture is so counter culture. Christ was counter culture. It's not like we're supposed to be weird or anything, but as we grow closer to Christ, we won't care about the things of the world as much. As a believer, you're just going to be countercultural. That's the way its always been and it will always continue to be that way. That's why it's important for us as believers to encourage other believers that it's okay to be that way.”

Source : Source: www.beliefnet.com

“My beard towards heaven, I feel my nape support / The back of my head, I grow the breast of a harpy / And my brush as it drips continually / Upon my face, makes it a gorgeous floor.”