Aegra Latin Quotes & Sayings

In reality the universe has no geometry. — Kedar Joshi

Ireland, in breadth, and for wholesomeness and serenity of climate, far surpasses Britain; for the snow scarcely ever lies there above three days: no man makes hay in the summer for winter's provision, or builds stables for his beasts of burden ... the island abounds in milk and honey. — Venerable Bede

Who are you who will read these words and study these photographs, and through what cause, by what chance, and for what
purpose, and by what right do you qualify to, and what will you
do about it? — James Agee

Holding a tear back makes them drain upward, higher and higher, until one day your head just explodes and you're left with a stub of a neck and nothing more. — Alice Hoffman

What! alive, and so bold, O earth? — Percy Bysshe Shelley

We require experience to stay ahead, if only by a nose, of our consciousness of experience - if for no other reason than that the latter needs to make sense of the former, to (as Peyman would say) narrate it both to others and ourselves, and, for this purpose, has to be fed with a constant, unsorted supply of fresh sensations and events. — Tom McCarthy

There was a time I was no longer going to be black. I was going to be an 'intellectual.' When I was first looking around for colleges, thinking of colleges I couldn't afford to go to, I was thinking of being a philosopher. I began to understand then that much of my feelings about race were negative. — Walter Dean Myers

Man up before I beat you with my peace prize!"
-Switzerland — Himaruya Hidekaz

You can hold onto anything to make you carry on. — Sarah Winman

I OPEN MY eyes to the words "Fear God Alone" painted on a plain white wall. — Veronica Roth

The merchant increases the speed of the city. The musician slows it down. The merchant intensifies the urban stress, the noise, the chaos. The musician makes you slow down, find your center. This holds true in all cities and countries. — Nicos Hadjicostis

Outside, the rain was still falling steadily; he could hear it pattering on the glass skylight at the far end of the room and cascading into the water-spouts. Inside, no one stirred; all were dozing like himself over their liqueur glasses, pleasantly conscious that they were in the dry. — Joris-Karl Huysmans