Quotes
Authors
Georgette Heyer

"Sir Richard sighed. "Rid yourself of the notion that I cherish any villainous designs upon your person," he said. "I imagine I might well be your father. How old are you?" "I am turned seventeen." "Well, I am nearly thirty," said Sir Richard. Miss Creed worked this out. "You couldn't possibly be my father!" "I am far too drunk to solve arithmetical problems. Let it suffice that I have not the slightest intention of making love to you."

-- Georgette Heyer

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“Each generation has its few great mathematicians, and mathematics would not even notice the absence of the others. They are useful as teachers, and their research harms no one, but it is of no importance at all. A mathematician is great or he is nothing.”
“It feels good to know you contributed positively to another's life, to their happiness, to their survival. It gives us a sense of purpose.”

Source : "Why Wait For A Crisis To Give?" by Joy Bryant, www.huffingtonpost.com. July 23, 2009.
“The ocean is the only alien and potentially hostile environment on the planet into which we tend to venture without thinking about the animals that live there, how they behave, how they support themselves, and how they perceive us. I know of no one who would set off into the jungles of Malaysia armed only with a bathing suit, a tube of suntan cream, and a book, and yet that's precisely how we approach the oceans.”
“How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air; No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven.”
“We turn, three men bound by love, by history, by circumstance, and most certainly by the awful grace of God, and together walk a narrow lane where headstones press close all around, reminding me gently of Warren Redstoneâ€™s parting wisdom, which I understand now. The dead are never far from us. Theyâ€™re in our hearts and on our minds and in the end all that separates us from them is a single breath, one final puff of air.”
“Self is the root, the tree, and the branches of all the evils of our fallen state.”

Source : William Law (2001). “An Humble, Earnest, and Affectionate Address to the Clergy; A Collection of Letters; Letters to a Lady inclined to enter the Romish Communion, Volume 9”, p.54, Wipf and Stock Publishers
“In the past, people couldn't place me. They thought that I was Danish or English or French. They never got that I am Italian. I'm not typical, maybe because my visual education was very mixed. There was a lot of London in my aesthetic: The Face, i-D, British music, and a lot of British fashion . . . But I really enjoy this contrast.”
“It seems inevitable that the magic of the written word will fade.”

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