Expelled No Intelligence Quotes & Sayings

Every big computing disaster has come from taking too many ideas and putting them in one place. — Gordon Bell

What is shape without form; What is chaos without order; What is life without death; What is friendship without love; What isn't? — Scott Watson

There's a kind of science defense lobby or evolution defense lobby in particular . They are mostly atheist, but they are desperately wanting to be friendly to mainstream, sensible, religious people. And the way you do that is to tell them that there's no incompatibility between science and religion.
[Expelled, No Intelligence allowed, 2008, 47m38] — Richard Dawkins

The Beatles were perfect. There's just no other way to say it. They were the perfect band. — Danny Wood

We must never relinquish the vision of a humane society and a humane world. — Kjell Magne Bondevik

A risk-free life is far from being a healthy life. — Deepak Chopra

He grinned. "Hey."
"Who are you?" I snapped, jerking the sides of my robe together and tying the sash.
His eyebrows shot up. "Most people I know respond to a greeting with another greeting. — Rachel Hawthorne

By saying that someone becomes the owner of something, we are referring to a market transaction, while by saying that something is a good belonging to someone, we emphasize the fact that it has been incorporated into the world of someone, of which it has become an integral part. — Michel Callon

The magical approach is indeed the natural approach to life's experience. It is the adult version of childhood knowledge, the human version of the animals' knowledge, the conscious version of 'unconscious' comprehension. — Seth

One mistake with beginners in writing is, that they think it important to spin out something long. It is a great deal better not to write more than a page or two, unless you have something to say, and can write it correctly. — Lucy Larcom

Oh gods ... oh gods ... I had hurt him ... so many times, I had hurt him. By trying to hurt myself, I had hurt him. By trying to push him away, I had hurt him. Every time I opened my mouth and belittled myself with my "turns of rough poetry", I had sliced his heart as fine as my wrists. I did not know why he loved me as he did. I might never know. But as I stood there and held him, my back nagging at me and my leg screaming in protest, I realized that the least I could do was welcome his love with an open heart. And part of doing that was loving myself enough to want to live. — Amy Lane

I'm not going over there. Not going. Not going. Yeah, it's not working. I do want to go. A few minutes later, my feet are walking. I tell them to stop, but they don't listen. — Kirby Quinlan