Showing posts with label quote. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quote. Show all posts
Thursday, April 02, 2009
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Quote of the Week
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. - Mark Twain
Monday, January 07, 2008
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Quote of the Week
Notice I do not say find the time. That is an absurd and dangerous phrase. Time is never lying around waiting for us to find her.
Jennifer Louden
Jennifer Louden
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Quote of the week #3
There are two ways of living: a man may be casual and simply exist, or constructively and deliberately try to do something with his life. The constructive ideas implies constructiveness not only about one’s own life, but about that of society, and the future possibilities of mankind.
Julian Huxley, Essays of a Biologist, 1923
Quote of the week #2
O God! Methinks it were a happy life,
To be no better than a homely swain,
To set upon a hill, as I do now…
So many hours must I tend my flock;
So many hours must I take my rest;
So many hours must I contemplate;
So many hours must I sport myself;
Ah, what a life were this, how sweet! How lovely!
William Shakespeare, King Henry VI, 1623
To be no better than a homely swain,
To set upon a hill, as I do now…
So many hours must I tend my flock;
So many hours must I take my rest;
So many hours must I contemplate;
So many hours must I sport myself;
Ah, what a life were this, how sweet! How lovely!
William Shakespeare, King Henry VI, 1623
Quote of the week
Arise, come, hasten, let us abandon the city to merchants, attorneys, brokers, usurers, tax-gatherers, scriveners, doctors, perfumers, butchers, cooks, bakers and tailors, alchemists, painters, mimes, dancers, lute-players, quacks, panderers, thieves, criminals, adulterers, parasites, foreigners, swindlers and jesters, gluttons who with scent alert catch the odor of the market place, for whom that is the only bliss, whose mouths are agape for that alone.
Francesco Petrarch, De Vita Solitaria, 1356
Francesco Petrarch, De Vita Solitaria, 1356
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