Bernazzani Public School Quotes & Sayings

Her sorrows went up into regions of sublimity, of which we can form only the vaguest conceptions. They went down into profound depths of the soul, which we cannot explore because they have no parallel in ourselves. They were heightened by the unappreciable perfection of her nature, by the exuberant abundance of her grace, by the exceeding beauty of Jesus, and above all by His Divinity. — Fr Frederick William Faber

Haekel's reasoning is simple: humans are nature, they are part of, and a result of, evolution. Our actions and our thoughts are products of this evolution. Accordingly, when humans come to know something, ultimately it reveals their own nature. Our knowledge
which has developed in and is subject to the laws of nature
is in itself nature (and according to Haeckel, nothing more.) The draftsman, his sensory organs, his motor activity, are results of a development with which, in the end, nature merely represents itself. — Ernst Haeckel

Your past was your heritage and the foundation on which you were built. You couldn't start over. You could only repair and move on. — Terry Brooks

I am a lucky player; a powerful winning force surrounds me. — Mike Caro

We don't know what would have happened. But whatever would have happened wasn't supposed to happen. — Taylor Jenkins Reid

I started talking to the stars in the sky instead. I said, "Tell me about the big bang." The stars said, "It hurts to become. — Andrea Gibson

Basic emotions can be conveyed through anything. As long as you show people that you're human, they'll relate to it. — Vince Staples

Worthwhile success is impossible in a 40-hour week. — Clarence Birdseye

I view my role now as providing more of a macro-level skepticism, rather than saying this poll is good or this poll is evil. — Nate Silver

Wealth makes the laws that poverty must obey. — Mason Cooley

The third week of June, and there it is again: the same almost embarrassing familiar breath of sweetness that comes every year about this time. I catch it on the warm evening air as I walk past the well-ordered gardens in my quiet street, and for a moment I am a child again and everything before me - all of the frightening, half-understood promises of life. — Michael Frayn