358 Hoosier Quotes & Sayings

I found, moreover, that there was no great literary tradition; there was only the tradition of the eventful death of every literary tradition ... . — F Scott Fitzgerald

The paleontological evidence before us today clearly demonstrates ordered progressive change with the successive development of new faunal and floral assemblages through the changing epochs of our earth's history. There should be no real conflict between science, which is the search for truth, and Christ's teachings, which I hold to be truth itself. It is only when scientists remove God from creation that the Christian is faced with an irreconcilable situation. — Wendell Phillips

Go into emptiness, strike voids, bypass what he defends hit him where he does not expect you. — Sun Tzu

Every real story is a never ending story. — Michael Ende

Windbags can be right. Aphorists can be wrong. It is a tough world. — James Fenton

Once you decide on the best poison for the termination, you must work out the correct concentration. For instance, I know that five milligrams of cetratranic acid dropped into a bell-jar with a single moth will take about three seconds to stun it. I know that seven milligrams will anaesthetize it and ten is enough to kill it, providing the moth does not weight more than 3.5 grams. I also know that to kill fifty moths you need five times the concentration or volume of killing fluid, but to kill seven thousand you'd need only two hundred times the concentration. I know that potassium chloride could never kill a larger moth and potassium sulphide would only ever be strong enough to anaesthetize it. I know that cyanide kills anything. But what I don't know right now is the precise amount I will need to kill Vivien. — Poppy Adams

Charles Blow's memoir 'Fire Shut Up in My Bones' was a breathtaking piece of writing. — Andrew Rosenthal

If you are wise, live as you can; if you cannot, live as you would. — Baltasar Gracian

This time, the pathologist had a morgue assistant, a tall, skinny guy with glasses like airplane windows and a nimbus of brown hair, triple the height of Lyle Lovett's, and with a wave that rivaled the Banzai Pipeline. The hair probably had its own intelligence. It probably had its own Netflix account. It probably received regular invitations to speak at Ivy League commencement ceremonies. It probably contained a netherworld where monsters had houses. — Nina Post