It's always been a dream of mine, of exploring the living world, of classifying all the species and finding out what makes up the biosphere.
I tried synchronized swimming, but felt, over time, I was just going through the motions.
Does anyone remember how we used to get cash before ATM's? Did we have to go inside the bank? Then what? We lived like apes!
There's something vaguely erotic about watching a woman eat a banana while cupping two plums.
Always remember, you don't stop shitting your pants because you grow old. You grow old because you stop shitting your pants.
When you break life down, it's about 100% time management.
Usually the people that peak in high school are tragic, tragic adults. Most of them end up working for the water department in their hometown and driving around said high school as the decades slip past.
We're a nation of sheep. If you go out and look up at the sky, people around you will start looking up at the sky.
The modern campus is deeply obsessed by race and gender, and not much else.
It is my contention that an agent ideal to the use of the scientific militarist, for both the air raid and the long distance bombardment is now in the process of development; that its eventual perfection is but a matter of time; and its use in warfare is certain to occur. I refer to the rocket. The perfection of the rocket in my opinion will give to future warfare the horror unknown in previous conflicts and will make possible destruction of nations, in a cool, passionless and scientific fashion.
The happiness you feel is in direct proportion to the love you give.