I'd got hobbits on my hands hadn't I?
Temperance is a bridle of gold; he, who uses it rightly, is more like a god than a man.
Certainty is not biologically possible. We must learn (and teach our children) to tolerate the unpleasantness of uncertainty. Science has given us the language and tools of probabilities. We have methods for analyzing and ranking opinion according to their likelihood of correctness. That is enough.
Tobacco, divine, rare, superexcellent tobacco, which goes far beyond all the panaceas, potable gold, and philosophers stones, a sovereign remedy to all diseases but as it is commonly abused by most men, which take it as tinkers do ale, 'Tis a plague, a mischief, a violent purger of goods, lands, health; hellish, devilish and damned tobacco, the ruin and overthrow of body and soul.
Our mental limitations prevent us from accepting our mental limitations.
We want to be known for having original ideas, inspired hunches, and gut feelings that make a difference. Indeed, a "well-honed sixth sense"' is considered a measure of the good clinician. But being a good doctor also requires sticking with the best medical evidence, even if it contradicts your personal experience. We need to distinguish between gut feeling and testable knowledge, between hunches and empirically tested evidence.
Every man hath a good and a bad angel attending on him, all his life long.
Meditation is the ultimate mobile device; you can use it anywhere, anytime, unobtrusively.
Newspapers that are truly independent, like The Washington Post, can still aggressively investigate anyone or anything with no holds barred.
If you want to change the world, you change the world of a child.
My last coherent thought, as Lucas took his time kissing and touching every part of me he could reach and my body arched into his, was: oh. . . so this is what all the fuss is about.