Capere Latin Quotes & Sayings
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Wisdom is the essence of education. Kindness is the essence of morality. — Debasish Mridha
Power politics existed before Machiavelli was ever heard of; it will exist long after his name is only a faint memory. What he did, like Harvey, was to recognize its existence and subject it to scientific study. — Max Lerner
How's your father?"
"How do you think he is? You stabbed him in the foot."
"I would have aimed for his heart, but I wasn't sure he actually had one. Do any of you have one? — G.A. Aiken
Few persons have courage enough to appear as good as they really are. — Augustus Hare
Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor anything that is thy neighbour's." This is a thought crime. Not only is it in violation of the most basic of all American principles, it could also be argued that coveting thy neighbor's goods is the primary motivation behind our capitalist economy. There — Aron Ra
I've got Tourette's, practically. I'll tell anyone anything. — Helena Bonham Carter
Throat, and pulled the trigger. Then — Stephen King
Breathing: the miracle cure everyone's been looking for." -Lane- — Robyn Schneider
Yes, but - " I began. "So" - he said authoritatively, holding up a finger to hush me - "if you have been deprived of your earlier life, perhaps it is only that God has seen fit to bless you with another, that may be richer and fuller. — Diana Gabaldon
She was as pale as the silk. Scott saw Lymond's gaze rest on her, delicately practised, just before he moved. Then he touched her, and the woman's eyes closed. Folded with infinite care on the sweet edge between agony and delight she suffered a kiss of an expert passion which made itself lord of all the senses, of thought, and the dead fields of time. The fire blazed on Lymond's shoulder and arm and his bent head, and Scott saw something regal in the still, white and gold figures melted into one, pliant as a painting in honey and wax. Then — Dorothy Dunnett