Caryatids Erechtheion Quotes & Sayings

Whereas the complexity of an object measures how complicated it is to describe, its information content measures the extent to which it describes the rest of the world. In other words, information is a measure of how much meaning complexity has. — Max Tegmark

The greatest gift you ever give is your honest self. — Fred Rogers

Success is like a locked door, to open and get it through, you need to create your own key. — Zeeshan Ahmed

You must keep sending work out; you must never let a manuscript do nothing but eat its head off in a drawer. You send that work out again and again, while you're working on another one. If you have talent, you will receive some measure of success - but only if you persist. — Isaac Asimov

We evolved living in more sunlight than today. We make our own vitamin D when sunlight hits our skin cells. Many people living in the northern hemisphere, however, suffer from lower levels of vitamin D during the fall, winter and spring. — Paul Stamets

No matter how skillful you are, you can't invent a product advantage that doesn't exist. And if you do, and it's just a gimmick, it's going to fall apart anyway. — William Bernbach

I want someone who is proud to be with me, someone who won't turn on me the moment others find out we're together. — Erin Gough

I love Halloween. It reminds me of my happy childhood days as a student at Wampus Elementary School in Armonk, N.Y., when we youngsters used to celebrate Halloween by making decorations out of construction paper and that white paste that you could eat. — Dave Barry

Bond was escapism, but not meant to be imitated in real life. — Roger Moore

Illusions can be very convincing. No one has any reason to suspect that I am anything less than what I appear. — Maggi Myers

Every boss, if you are forgetting, is another human being made of bones and flesh and likes it when his ego gets stroked. — Abhishek Ratna

Never forget, Alexandros, that this flesh, this body, does not belong to us. Thank God it doesn't. If I thought this stuff was mine, I could not advance a pace into the face of the enemy. But it is not ours, my friend. It belongs to the gods and to our children, our fathers and mothers and those of Lakedaemon a hundred, a thousand years yet unborn. It belongs to the city which gives us all we have and demands no less in requital. — Steven Pressfield

If a man means to be hard, let him keep in his saddle and speak from that height, above the level of pleading eyes, and with the command of a distant horizon. — George Eliot