But in my opinion, all things in nature occur mathematically. - Rene Descartes

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Who left nothing of authorship untouched, and touched nothing which he did not adorn. [Lat. , Qui nullum fere scribendi genus non tetigit; nullum quod tetigit non ornavit. ]

Rene Descartes

But in my opinion, all things in nature occur mathematically.

All Things, Mathematically, Nature, Occur, Opinion, Things

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We do not describe the world we see, we see the world we can describe.

Describe, See, World

The reading of all good books is indeed like a conversation with the noblest men of past centuries who were the authors of them, nay a carefully studied conversation, in which they reveal to us none but the best of their thoughts.

Authors, Book, Carefully, Nay, Past, Reading

De omnibus dubitandum

Dubitandum, Omnibus, Philosophical

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.

Happiness, Laughter, Sorrow, Tears, Wisdom

Whenever anyone has offended me, I try to raise my soul so high that the offense cannot reach it.

Attitude, High, Inspirational, Raise, Spiritual, Whenever

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Sam Kean

Iron is the final peal of a star’s natural life.

Finals, Iron, Life, Natural, Peal, Stars

J. B. Priestley

If there is one thing left that I would like to do, it's to write something really beautiful. And I could do it, you know. I could still do it.

Beautiful, Know, Left, Like, Stills, Writing

Winona Ryder

It's weird because I think of movies like Reality Bites or something, where, even though my life was nothing like that, I hadn't done something contemporary for a while, and it's easier. You do try to make something your own.

Life, Nothing, Reality, Think, Thinking, Trying

Samuel Johnson

Who left nothing of authorship untouched, and touched nothing which he did not adorn. [Lat. , Qui nullum fere scribendi genus non tetigit; nullum quod tetigit non ornavit. ]

Authorship, Left, Non, Touched

Francoise Sagan

He lifted me up and held me close against him, my head on his shoulder. At that moment I loved him. In the morning light he was as golden, as soft, as gentle as myself, and he would protect me.

Golden, Light, Moment, Morning