Alighiero Quotes & Sayings

It was the price of survival. The cost of his people's last, desperate gamble:
To rid his new home of humanity, he had to become human.
And being human, he had to overcome his humanity. — Rick Yancey

All the windows of my heart I open to the day. — John Greenleaf Whittier

Take Christ out of the gospel, and you take its very heart out. He has not only originated a system, but He has put Himself into it, as its very life and soul and power. — Herrick Johnson

My latest works are these things with light bulbs. — Jim Hodges

ego creates blind spots. — Eric Schmidt

The night was shadows and wind and the smell of a storm on the way, a night for crying until the tears were gone but the ache was left. A night for imagining that you could step out onto the windowsill and say hello to the dark, say I am sad and have the wind say I know. You could say I am alive and the trees would sigh back We are too. You could whisper I am alone and everything ends and the stars in the sky would answer We understand. Or maybe it's ghosts telling you all these things, saying We know, we're alone too, we understand how everything and nothing ends. — Ally Condie

Behold, directly overhead, a certain strange star was suddenly seen ... Amazed, and as if astonished and stupified, I stood still — Tycho Brahe

The government tells us we need flood control and comes to straighten the creek in our pasture. The engineer on the job tells us the creek is now able to carry off more flood water, but in the process we have lost our old willows where the owl hooted on a winter night and under which the cows switched flies in the noon shade. We lost the little marshy spot where our fringed gentians bloomed. — Aldo Leopold

I don't want people to see me fall. I mean, I got enough people cheering for me to fall now ... The Internet has created some amazing place for evil to exist, you dig? — Steve Harvey

I met Gerhard Richter and Alighiero Boetti when I was a teenager, and I was really inspired by them. When Boetti died, I realized I only vaguely remembered so many things he told me. It was such a pity. Had I only recorded his voice, he would still be with me, and I could listen to it from time to time. — Hans Ulrich Obrist