There is nothing worth thinking but it has been thought before; we must only try to think it again.
Old stories often turn out to be true.
Every branch of human knowledge, if traced up to its source and final principles, vanishes into mystery.
Here then is the pattern in my carpet, the sense of the eternal mysteries, the eternal beauty hidden beneath the crust of common and commonplace things; hidden and yet burning and glowing continually if you care to look with purged eyes.
For, contrary to the common opinion, it is the wealthy who are greedy of wealth; while the populace are to be gained by talking to them about liberty, their unknown god. And so much are they enchanted by the words liberty, freedom, and such like, that the wise can go to the poor, rob them of what little they have, dismiss them with a hearty kick, and win their hearts and their votes for ever, if only they will assure them that the treatment which they have received is called liberty.
There are strange things lost and forgotten in obscure corners of the newspaper.
We lead two lives, and the half of our soul is madness, and half heaven is lit by a black sun. I say I am a man, is the other that hides in me?
With mammals the male appears to win the female much more through the law of battle than through the display of his charms.
Then in college, besides economics, I also majored in studio art and got involved in photography and making short films and acting. But I didn't know you could make a living that way.
I am my father's daughter. It was not up to me growing up. I was his hunting and fishing buddy, so I've been shooting my whole life.
Blackbeard was larger than life. He was 6'4" in 1710. He was a colossus, and like a rock star walking into a bar. He was a tremendous commander, a great leader.