"There is no conclusive evidence of life after death, but there is no evidence of any sort against it. Soon enough you will know, so why fret about it?"

-- Robert A. Heinlein

#Enough Quotes #Life After Death Quotes #Evidence Quotes

“Why am I using a new putter? Because the last one didn't float too well.”
“The longest time that man may live, The lapse of generations of his race, The continent entire of time itself, Bears not proportion to Eternity; Huge as a fraction of a grain of dew Co-measured with the broad, unbounded ocean! There is the time of man--his proper time, Looking at which this life is but a gust, A puff of breath, that's scarcely felt ere gone!”

Source : James Sheridan Knowles (1838). “The Maid of Mariendorpt: A Play, in Five Acts”, p.107
“I came from a house full of books, so I took reading for granted. I was an outdoorsy little kid, too, so I got the best of both worlds by taking books up trees and reading there.”
“When I started off as an actress, I did at a play at the Taper Too Theatre here in Los Angeles, called 'In The Abyss Of Coney Island.' That was more of a dramatic play. It was a small theater house. This was the first time I was literally on the road, doing a play, for four months.”

Source : Interview with Nathan Rabin, film.avclub.com. February 17, 2010.
“He wanted to live life in such a way that if a photograph were taken at random, it would be a cool photograph.”
“A lie will easily get you out of a scrape, and yet, strangely and beautifully, repute possesses you when you have taken the scrape and left out the lie.”
“To have a relationship that is pure and passionate and beautiful - I think people are scared of having that now. Especially guys.”
“Is it any wonder the power this man held over me - this man who did not run from his demons like most of us do, but embraced them as his own, clutching them to his heart in a choke-hold grip. He did not try to escape them by denying them or drugging them or bargaining with them. He met them where they lived, in the secret place most of us keep hidden. Warthrop was Warthrop down to the marrow of his bones, for his demons defined him; they breathed the breath of life into him; and without them, he would go down, as most of us do, into the purgatorial fog of a life unrealized.”

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