Fashionably Early Quotes & Sayings

It was possible, as far as they knew, that the western shore, which in fifty years' time would be christened New Jersey, was in fact the backdoor of China, that India, with its steamy profusion of gods and curries, lay just beyond those bluffs. — Russell Shorto

He said I didn't need to save him."
"But you want to."
"Yeah. But I can't. Right?"
"Probably not. Usually not. — Sara Zarr

Philosophy itself should not be merely "the pursuit of the knowledge of the truth" but should offer a practical guide for ordinary people in their everyday lives. — Anthony Pagden

It is on account of the ego that one is not able to see God. In front of the door of God's mansion lies the stump of ego. One cannot enter the mansion without jumping over the stump. — Ramakrishna

Christmas comes but once a year, starts in August ends in July — Benny Bellamacina

From the heights of heaven Jesus Christ mercifully looks down upon you and graciously invites you there. — Francis De Sales

The larvae! The scent of young blood entices and draws them closer. There's no need to venture into antiquity to evoke the shades of the dead. — Jean Lorrain

If God seems slow in responding, it is because He is preparing a better gift. He will not deny us. God withholds what you are not yet ready for. He wants you to have a lively desire for His greatest gifts. All of which is to say, pray always and do not lose heart. — Saint Augustine

Body am I entirely, and nothing else; and soul is only a word for something about the body. — Friedrich Nietzsche

I am here at Lake Tahoe and there is magic at 6,000 feet. — Frederick Lenz

The Soviet "creative intelligentsia" - that is, people accustomed to thinking one thing, saying another and doing a third - is as a whole an even more unpleasant phenomenon than the regime which gave it birth. — Andrei Amalrik

The power of love is the best medicine a person can get. — Marie Landry

It was all so artificial. It was beautiful, but it did not belong to her. She was a tourist, an outsider, and she could only see the thin surface veneer of things; she couldn't get beneath it to the real heart of anything.
— Penni Russon

Blinking is some way of tabulating - a kind of carriage return, click, or save to disk - that helps the process of 'Okay, now change the subject.' Every time you move your eyes, there's an interruption in the visual field - you go momentarily blind when your eyeballs are moving. — Walter Murch