All I need is a sheet of paper and something to write with, and then, I can turn the world upside down.
My library was dukedom large enough.
My heavens are brass my earth is iton my moon a clod of clay.
My sun a pestilaence at noon & a vapour of death in the night/
In books I meed the dead as if they were alive,
in books I see what is yet to come . . .
All things decay and pass with time . . .
All fame would fall victom to oblivion
if God had not given mortal men the book to aid them.
~~~Richard de Bury~~~
The law speaks too softly to be heard in the midst of the clash of weapons.
There are no ordinary people.
It's not the size of the dog in the fight, its the size of the fight in the dog.
Words are the core of thought. Withous words there is
~~~Beldin~Sorceress of Darshiva~David Eddings~~~
What is life? Life is a tale told by an idiot full of sound and fury signifying nothing.
Some books should be tasted
but only a few
should be chewed and digested thoroughly.
Everybody plays his part, and mine is a sad one.
True, I talk of dreams,
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,
Which is as thin of substance as the air.
I, also, am sorry that there are so many. My other Nietzsche one is in one of my mothers books. You know what . . . I should create a webpage with all of my pages
(literally) of quotes then put the url in here.
Aren't I smart? No, not particularly, but I like to think I am.