Ecclesiasticism in science is only unfaithfulness to truth

The great tragedy of science - the slaying of a beautiful hypothesis by an ugly fact.

Only one absolute certainty is possible to man, namely that at any given moment the feeling which he has exists.

The Bible has been the Magna Charta of the poor and of the oppressed.

If a little knowledge is dangerous, where is the man who has so much as to be out of danger?

It is not who is right, but what is right, that is of importance.

Thoughtfulness for others, generosity, modesty, and self-respect are the qualities which make a real gentleman or lady.

God give me strength to face a fact though it slay me.

Life is too short to occupy oneself with the slaying of the slain more than once.

The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of childhood into maturity.

Make up your mind to act decidedly and take the consequences. No good is ever done in this world by hesitation.

Ultimately, my love saved me, for my love gave me strength. At night, when sleep was sunwilling to rescue me, I gritted my teeth and devoured my fondest memories.

Think of working forever at something you love to do, for [the] one you love with all your heart, and never getting tired! We will never know weariness in heaven.

I like to be surrounded by harmonies and fullness and richness and vitality

We cannot put cinema in parallel with the political, because politics are something dirty and cinema is not dirty.

Writing isn't a source of pain. It's psychic chemotherapy. It reduces your psychological tumors and relieves your pain.

Deep theology is the best fuel of devotion; it readily catches fire, and once kindled it burns long.

We must continue to have voting rights in the state, not to politicize this, but they must have a voice in the rebuilding effort in the community from which they have been displaced.

Escalator temporarily stairs. Sorry for the convenience.

Authors frequently say things they are unaware of; only after they have gotten the reactions of their readers do they discover what they have said

The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves The brilliant moon and all the milky sky And all that famous harmony of leaves Had blotted out man's image and his cry.