Let me arise and open the gate, / to breathe the wild warm air of the heath.

All things come to those who wait.

Nothing is right and nothing is just; We sow in ashes and reap in dust.

Let me arise and open the gate, to breathe the wild warm air of the heath, And to let in Love, and to let out Hate, And anger at living and scorn of Fate, To let in Life, and to let out Death.

All good things comes to those who wait.

Find what you want. I will find you.

You battled monsters. You sweat and cried your way to this one prolific moment where you finally realize that those dark days and sleepless nights were pre-requisites to your becoming.

You are lucky to be one of those people who wishes to build sand castles with words, who is willing to create a place where your imagination can wander.

The President is the direct representative of the American people and is elected by the people and responsible to them.

Virtue is relative at best, there's nothing worse than a sunset when your driving due West.

Climb up the ladder! Climb up the ladder! Are you stupid?!

There are massive efforts on the part of the internet's corporate owners to try to direct it to become a technique of marginalisation and control.

Data dominates. If you've chosen the right data structures and organized things well, the algorithms will almost always be self-evident. Data structures, not algorithms, are central to programming.

Care is a state in which something does matter; care is the opposite of apathy. Care is the necessary source of eros, the source of human tenderness.

People who love each other can no more keep from communicating than from breathing. —Elana