Mother Earth has never been more crowded, yet her inhabitants have never been more lonely.
There are painters who transform the sun to a yellow spot, but there are others who with the help of their art and their intelligence, transform a yellow spot into sun
Where are our Men of abilities? Why do they not come forth to save their Country?
...and to this day the rare traveller who knows the language and customs even of the worst of the tribes is safer amongst them than in the neighbouring Cossack settlements.
String theory makes sense to me because the universe is a symphony that creates harmony with the vibration of our strings.
[The] tremendous and still accelerating development of science and technology has not been accompanied by an equal development in social, economic, and political patterns...We are now...only beginning...
Get off the treadmill of consumption, replication, and mediocrity. Begin lifting the weights of creativity, originality, and success.
A poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.
Unnecessary violence against animals is a heinous crime. Be a voice for those who do not have one.
Sometimes things are just what they seem to be and that's all there is to it.
To me, history ought to be a source of pleasure. It isn't just part of our civic responsibility. To me, it's an enlargement of the experience of being alive, just the way literature or art or music is...
Before the BBC, I joined the Navy in order to travel.
The meaning of things lies not in the things themselves, but in our attitude towards them.
You can't ever have my books.
When Hero learned that she was now the owner of no fewer than three carriages and eight horses, she turned quite pink, and after struggling for a few moments to express herself suitably, stammered out...
We must have bearers, and outriders, and perhaps an elephant — they are so imposing, nothing says ‘Get out of the way’ quite like an elephant in the front . . .
Warlord, you once told me I'd always know what you're thinking. What are your thoughts now?Partly, I'm thinking that I might shame myself in my trews, just from the feel of you next to me.
The President called it the Epitome of the American dream. Daddy called it the unholy alliance of business and government. But all it really was, was America giving up. Bailing out in order to join th...
Tell me, if I take you to my room and put you in my bed, what do you think would happen?I can draw you a diagram. Hint: I'm slot B, and you're tab A.
Se había ido, y lo único que quedaba era el espacio en que habías crecido en torno a ella, rodeándola, como crece un árbol rodeando una cerca.