Jacket The Hundreds Quotes & Sayings

I don't like work ... but I like what is in work - the chance to find yourself. Your own reality - for yourself, not for others - which no other man can ever know. — Joseph Conrad

Building trust means thinking about trust in a positive way. — Robert C. Solomon

Separate from the other unnamed billions who walk the earth, each of these little groups of three or five or twelve, brought together by the shuffle of chance, then welded by blood, sees in itself the whole of earth, or all that matters of it. What happens to one of the three or five or twelve will happen to them all. Whatever grief or triumph may touch any one will touch every one, as they are carried forward into the unknowable under the brilliant, terrifying sun which nourishes all. — Belva Plain

Humans are allergic to change. — Grace Hopper

A bomb is blown up only once - but one bot can become many, and quickly get out of control. — Bill Joy

I guess I always thought it would be bigger, when a terrible thing happened. Didn't you think so? Doesn't it seem like houses ought to be caving in, and lightning and thunder, and people tearing their hair in the street? I never - I never thought it would be this small, did you? — Dan Chaon

Every heart has its own melody. — Cassandra Clare

What bothers me most about evolutionary evidence is that it hinges more on faith than faith does. — Gary Kurz

Please don't preach at me - I feel bad enough already. — Shirley Corder

Flag of the free heart's hope and home! By angel hands to valour given, Thy stars have lit the welkin dome; And all thy hues were born in heaven. — Joseph Rodman Drake

I never competed against athletes. I competed against perfection. — Carl Lewis

While most science moves in a sort of curve, being constantly corrected by new evidence, this science flies off into space in a straight line uncorrected by anything. But the habit of forming conclusions, as they can really be formed in more fruitful fields, is so fixed in the scientific mind that it cannot resist talking like this. It talks about the idea suggested by one scrap of bone as if it were something like the aeroplane which is constructed at last out of whole scrapheaps of scraps of metal. The trouble with the professor of the prehistoric is that he cannot scrap his scrap. The marvellous and triumphant aeroplane is made out of a hundred mistakes. The student of origins can only make one mistake and stick to it. — G.K. Chesterton