Chaotically Creative Quotes & Sayings

He certainly is very agreeable, and I give you leave to like him. You have liked many a stupider person. — Jane Austen

Let's go commit senseless acts of science. — Seanan McGuire

Now, since these promises of God are words of holiness, truth, righteousness, liberty, and peace, and are full of universal goodness, the soul, which cleaves to them with a firm faith, is so united to them, nay, thoroughly absorbed by them, that it not only partakes in, but is penetrated and saturated by, all their virtues. For if the touch of Christ was healing, how much more does that most tender spiritual touch, nay, absorption of the word, communicate to the soul all that belongs to the word! In this way therefore the soul, through faith alone, without works, is from the word of God justified, sanctified, endued with truth, peace, and liberty, and filled full with every good thing, and is truly made the child of God, as it is said, "To them gave He power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on His name" (John i. 12). — Martin Luther

Some people's taste is to an educated taste as is the visual impression received by a purblind eye to that of a normal eye. Where a normal eye will see something clearly articulated, a weak eye will see a blurred patch of colour. — Ludwig Wittgenstein

The best holiday I ever had was the first one I went on without my parents, when I was 17. — Joe Elliott

If one is going to change things, one has to make a fuss and catch the eye of the world. — Elizabeth Janeway

I'm 26 years old, and I've spent my whole life waiting for something else to start. Now I realize that this is all there is, and I'm going to try to live my life like that. — Zach Braff

Remember that there is a passion for souls that does not come from God, but from our desire to make converts to our point of view. — Oswald Chambers

Then I just moved into being a DJ when that turned into the hottest thing. — Jam Master Jay

O my language,
help me to adapt and embrace the universe. Inside me
there's a balcony no one passes under for a greeting.
And outside me a world that doesn't return the greeting.
My language, will I become what you'll become, or are you
what becomes of me?
[ ... ] For who, if I utter what isn't poetry,
will understand me? Who will speak to me of a hidden
longing for a lost time if I utter what isn't poetry?
And who will know the stranger's land? ... — Mahmoud Darwish

It's not easy for a mother and son to sing a duet. You can't just sing about anything. — Ben Harper