August 13, 2007 | Add Comment
“ You will come to a place where streets are not marked. Some windows are lighted. But, mostly they’re darked. A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin! Do you dare stay out? Do you dare to go in? How much can you lose? How much can you win? And IF you go in, should you turn left or right…or right-and-three quarters? Or, maybe, not quite? Or go around back and sneak in from behind? Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find, for a mind maker-upper to make up his mind.
— Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You’ll Go
August 11, 2007 | Add Comment
“ A perfect blossom is a rare thing. You could spend your life looking for one, and it would not be a wasted life.
August 11, 2007 | Add Comment
“ Yet all the suns that light the corridors of the universe shine dim before the blazing of a single thought, proclaiming in incandescent glory the myriad mind of Man.
August 11, 2007 | Add Comment
“ The covers of this book are too far apart.
— Ambrose Bierce (1842-1914), The Devil’s Dictionary
August 10, 2007 | Add Comment
“ Every spirit passing through the world fingers the tangible and mars the mutable, and finally has come to look and not to buy.
August 7, 2007 | Add Comment
“ You interest me very much, Mr. Holmes. I had hardly expected so dolichocephalic a skull or such well-marked supra-orbital development. Would you have any objection to my running my finger along your parietal fissure? A cast of your skull, sir, until the original is available, would be an ornament to any anthropological museum. It is not my intention to be fulsome, but I confess that I covet your skull.
— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of the Baskervilles