Courtney Yates Quotes & Sayings

The most powerful programming language is Lisp. If you don't know Lisp (or its variant, Scheme), you don't appreciate what a powerful language is. Once you learn Lisp you will see what is missing in most other languages. — Richard Stallman

Suppose, for instance, that the President of the United States has committed the crime of high treason; the House of Representatives impeaches him, and the Senate degrades him; he must then be tried by a jury, which alone can deprive him of his liberty or his life. — Alexis De Tocqueville

We are, heart and soul, friends to the freedom of the press ... It is a precious pest, and a necessary mischief, and there would be no liberty without it. — Fisher Ames

Life before toilet paper was not worth living. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

How I work is I work from of very character-driven place. And I trust the writers. — Amy Adams

The lapels of Sprat's many-buckled jacket were covered with buttons. Most of them belonged to bands, but a few were pretty funny. Like the one that read 'MY FAMILY'S A FREAKSHOW WITHOUT A TENT' and the one that boldly proclaimed 'I (HEART) BEING AWESOME'. Vlad pointed to the one that read 'I'M SO GOTH PEOPLE ASK ME TO AUTOGRAPH BOXES OF COUNT CHOCULA' and smirked. — Heather Brewer

Everyone has creative potential. Creativity involves using your imagination and inventiveness. Your unique expression of yourself is your creativity...Creativity can be magic when visiting people who are ill. — Patch Adams

Nothing is really beautiful but truth, and truth alone is lovely. — Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux

Gold and Silver have been the predominant currency for 4,500 years, but they became money in Lydia, in about 680 B.C. When they were minted into coins of equal weight in order to make trade easier and smoother. But it was when coinage first made its appearance in Athens that it truly flourished. — Michael Maloney

A person is either the effect of his environment or is able to have an effect upon his environment. — L. Ron Hubbard

Burning the small dead branches broke from beneath thick spreading whitebark pine. A hundred summers snowmelt rock and air hiss in a twisted bough. — Gary Snyder