I always thought Camilla was the perfect love match with Charles.
and i can't stand the idea of being alone. i can't bear the thought of being free.
This kid came up with Napster, and before that, none of us thought of content protection.
The great work of the present for every man, and every organization of men, who would improve social conditions, is the work of education the propagation of ideas. It is only as it aids this that anything else can avail. And in this work every one who can think may aid first by forming clear ideas himself, and then by endeavoring to arouse the thought of those with whom he comes in contact.
I wonder how much of the rest of his clothes I could convince him to take off, then wonder where that thought came from. Well I guess I know.
It is not from space that I must seek my dignity, but from the government of my thought. I shall have no more if I possess worlds. By space the universe encompasses and swallows me up like an atom; by thought I comprehend the world.
I'm a sappy mom now. I didn't think I would be. I thought I'd be a cool mom who keeps everything in perspective.
Just as I thought: boys are the cause of everything.
I found out that I was a Christian for revenue only and I could not bear the thought of that, it was so ignoble.
What exile from himself can flee? To zones, though more and more remote, Still, still pursues, where'er I be, The blight of life--the demon Thought.
Life turned out much better than I thought. I knew after a little while that I could act.
I give everything my best shot and sometimes it doesn't work out and other times it works out much better than you thought.
I went to professional men's soccer games, the old North American soccer league at that time, and I used to be a ticket holder with my family and family friends. We would go every weekend and I thought it was great, but I just thought of it as recreation, as family fun.
Household hollowness comes around in irregular cycles, like meteor showers. But the true sign of a bad patch is that it never feels temporary or fixable. It has a shudder of the inevitable to it. The thought crosses your mind that when love goes it goes all at once, and forever.
Bear with me on this, Evanlyn. I know you're anxious about Horace. " WIll was a little puzzled by Halt's words. "No more anxious than the rest of us, surely," he said. Halt turned away and raised his eyebrows as his gaze met Selethen's. Sometimes, he thought, his former apprentice could be remarkably slow on the uptake. He saw the Arridi's slow nod of understanding. ~Halt & Will about Evanlyn and Horace
When I was a young student, I thought grow-ups would come and make things work. Now I realize that grown-ups are just kids with wrinkles.
Very few college professors want high school graduates in their history class who are simply "gung ho" and "rah-rah" with regard to everything the United States has ever done, have never thought critically in their life, don't know the meaning of the word "historiography" and have never heard of it. They think that history is something you're supposed to memorize and that's about it. That's not what high school, or what college history teachers want.
When we hear a prediction of some disaster we need to throw the entire weight of our positive thought in the opposite direction!
Portraits I've done in the past I've always thought were a reflection of me.
I'd love to branch out but I have absolutely no interest in romance. I just don't. The thought of trying to write a rom-com. . . it just completely skeeves me out. No!