Generics Javatpoint Quotes & Sayings

Morals can't function normally because morals have been declared intellectually illegal by the subject object metaphysics that dominates present social thought — Robert M. Pirsig

Be Mindful of Death" (Memento Mori) — Peter Swanson

This night is not calm; the equinox still struggles in its storms. The wild rains of the day are abated; the great single cloud disparts and rolls away from heaven, not passing and leaving a sea all sapphire, but tossed buoyant before a continued, long-sounding, high-rushing moonlight tempest. The Moon reigns glorious, glad of the gale, as glad as if she gave herself to his fierce caress with love. No Endymion will watch for his goddess tonight. there are no flocks out on the mountains; and it is well, for to-night she welcomes Aeolus. — Charlotte Bronte

She imagines the cocoa brown of Nnedi's eyes lighting up, her lips moving quickly, explaining that riots do not happen in a vacuum, that religion and ethnicity are often politicized because the ruler is safe if the hungry ruled are killing one another. — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

There is only one duty; that is to be happy. — Denis Diderot

Time runs independently of us, and we cannot comprehend the flow of time. Time is a category in itself. — Eraldo Banovac

It is not, what a lawyer tells me I may do; but what humanity, reason, and justice, tell me I ought to do. — Edmund Burke

Most people tiptoe their way through life, hoping they make it safely to death. — Earl Nightingale

Until there's a public commitment, and action to back that commitment, a policy is only words on paper. — Tim Field

When we took Netscape public, if people wanted to invest in the web, that was the only stock that they could do it by investing in. So Netscape's market value was higher than it probably otherwise would have been if there were lots of other ways to play that theme. — Frank Quattrone

This was the pain of being happy, something she hadn't felt since she was a girl, when the future had been full of hope and the world had been wonderful and all life's possibilities lay ahead. This was the pain of light and beauty and a man's tender kiss. It was the burn in your eyes when you looked into the bright, shining sun, and the pinch in your chest when you saw the first green shoots of springtime, and the lump in your throat when you heard the sound of a newborn baby's cry. It was life, life, life. — Laura Lee Guhrke