Theres no stink more sorrorful than the stink of wet, burnt paper. It means: the end.
I have to be alone very often. I'd be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That's how I refuel.
Dreams become regrets when left in the mind, never planted in the soil of action.
Sacrifice of the self is sheer stupidity if sacrifice is not for the self.
Since when has the world of computer software design been about what people want? This is a simple question of evolution. The day is quickly coming when every knee will bow down to a silicon fist, and...
When a blind man says, 'God is good,' this should be an eye-opener to those who can see.
I'm a great believer that any tool that enhances communication has profound effects in terms of how people can learn from each other, and how they can achieve the kind of freedoms that they're interes...
It is man and not the Bible that needs correcting. Greater and more careful scholarship has shown that apparent contradictions were caused by incorrect translations, rather than divine inconsistencies...
Until you develop the courage to pursue that dream in your heart, you will never reach your true potential.
If we could get your subconscious mind to agree with your conscious mind about being happy, that's when your positive thoughts work.
I looked long and hard for the paper roses! I found the reddest red ribbon, and a little golden card! We were all there together, many of us, in the same place; but I was the only one who found the pa...