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Suffer not a whore to live, for she maketh a pit of her womb. — R. Scott Bakker

The Internet has empowered us. It has empowered you, it has empowered me, and it has empowered some other guys as well. — Patrick Chappatte

This world of ours is a new world, in which the unit of knowledge, the nature of human communities, the order of society, the order of ideas, the very notions of society and culture have changed, and will not return to what they have been in the past. What is new is new, not because it has never been there before, but because it has changed in quality. — J. Robert Oppenheimer

The scholarly authorities on freezing to death seem to be, unsurprisingly, Canadians. — Randall Munroe

Every book should be read no more slowly than it deserves, and no more quickly than you can read it with satisfaction and comprehension. — Mortimer J. Adler

I photograph in public and semi-public spaces that date from various epochs. These are spaces accessible to everyone. They are places where you can meet and communicate, where you can share or receive knowledge, where you can relax and recover. They are spas, hotels, waiting rooms, museums, libraries, universities, banks, churches and, as of a few years ago, zoos. All of the places have a purpose, as for the most part do the things within them. — Candida Hofer

The conclusion I dread is not, "So there's no God after all," but, "So this is what God's really like. — C.S. Lewis

If you can't recognize the man in the mirror, it is time to step back and see when you stopped being yourself. — Michael A. Stackpole

The earl narrowed his eyes as he hopped off his bay gelding and surveyed the deep green expanse of lawn surrounding the ancestral home. The graceful house, built atop and around an ancient abbey, wore its centuries of accretion with aplomb, as if it had always perched atop this
gentle slope. In the slanting late afternoon sun, the fading red-brick walls glowed. "My God, I hate the country," he said. — Jenny Holiday