One's intelligence may march about and about a problem, but the solution does not come gradually into view. One moment it is not. The next it is there.

I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.

We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.

I began to see what people were capable of doing. Anyone who moved through those years without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces honey, must have been blind or wrong in the head.

We're all mad, the whole damned race. We're wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we're all mad and in solitary confinement.

I am astonished at the ease with which uninformed persons come to a settled, a passionate opinion when they have no grounds for judgment.

The thing is - fear can't hurt you any more than a dream.

I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist.

I believe man suffers from an appalling ignorance of his own nature. I produce my own view in the belief that it may be something like the truth.

My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.

At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.

She just asked me to pick her up some tampons and a Yoo-Hoo." ~Alex Sinclair

These are the stories that we tell ourselves and only ourselves, and they are better left unshared.

If your daily life seems poor do not blame it blame yourself tell yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches.

My soul is full of whispered song,-My blindness is my sight;The shadows that I feared so longAre full of life and light.

In the old days it was called voodoo and they stuck needles in dolls, now it's called acupuncture and they stick the needles straight into the person.

...if it comes to a choice between regulated studies on a few animals and a treatment for an incurable disease... most people reluctantly make the same choice.

Xbox has been created by gamers for gamers.

Art is a private thing, the artist makes it for himself

And togheter, holding hands, he and Annabeth fell into the endless darkness

You want me to give her a key?" the guy asked. "I want you to give her a possibility," she told him, looking at my necklace again. "And that's what a key represents. An open door, a chance. You know?