Dimitri Mayakovsky Quotes & Sayings

Relativism is the solution of one who is incapable of putting things in order. — Nicolas Gomez Davila

A book that one has not read yet is always more exciting than a book one has memorized. — Cassandra Clare

They separate us into groups. The Ringleaders and the Others. I belong to the Ringleaders because my weak, pathetic, traitorous, fundamentally base peers point to me when someone asks them who is in charge. — Melina Marchetta

I am not married anymore. I hate marriage ... but it's okay now. — Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt

After I left D.C. to join Black Flag, I felt I was in a band. — Henry Rollins

Men sometimes have to leave their ladies alone, and ladies are not responsible for the bad manners of fools. — Charlaine Harris

I think loss isolates a person. Everybody is far too nervous to ask you how you feel, in case you have a breakdown in front of them. It's much easier not to say anything and hope the pain goes away quickly and quietly. — Victoria Connelly

Once settled on another planet, colonists would likely start with hydroponic farming, using small-stature or dwarf cultivars that can be tightly packed together. It would make the most sense to plant fast-cycle salad crops first, says Jean Hunter, a professor at Cornell who studies food-processing and waste-management systems for long-term living away from Earth. — Anonymous

Coral reefs are under assault. They are rapidly being degraded by human activities. They are over-fished, bombed and poisoned. They are smothered by sediment, and choked by algae growing on nutrient-rich sewage and fertilizer run-off. They are damaged by irresponsible tourism and are being severely stressed by the warming of the world's oceans. Each of these pressures is bad enough in itself, but together, the cocktail is proving lethal. — Klaus Topfer

When Socrates was about 30, and his father was long dead, he was still pursuing the art of sculpture, but from necessity, and without much inclination. — Moses Mendelssohn

He needed a story to go with her wildness, her coldness, her hollowness. The real story was that she'd had everything and hadn't deserved it, when she'd still wanted something else to sate a broken twisting emptiness that couldn't be filled. — Cole McCade