John Presper Eckert Quotes & Sayings

Until the last light faded. Until the space between the tree branches and the branches themselves became the same dark thing. — Carol Rifka Brunt

We may want to believe that previous world wars and economic depressions have awakened people from their deep sleep, but they didn't and that's why history keeps repeating itself. — Daniel Marques

Body odor mixed with deodorant must make chloroform. — Belle Aurora

Well, yeah, but she looks, like, twenty-two. And she acts like a four-year-old. — Derek Landy

If one could see an infinite distance, they would observe the back of their head. That is Einstein's theory in a nut-shell. — R. Alan Woods

She was real
She was alive
And she made my heavy black heart lighten with joy. — Tabatha Vargo

Another powerful principle of our nature, which is the spring of war, is the passion for superiority, for triumph, for power. The human mind is aspiring, impatient of inferiority, and eager for preeminence and control. — William Ellery Channing

Anybody who suggests that I run for governor is no friend of mine. It's a terrible position, and besides, it requires living in Albany, which is small-town life at its worst. — Ed Koch

You do something you're really quite proud of, and the public doesn't like it. Then you do something that perhaps you're not at all happy with and the public loves it. And that's the moment of truth, because it's the audience that's the final judge. — Les Dawson

The past is the past, and he can't make amends, only hope that the gain will outlast the damage. — Vikram Seth

My mother used to do all the things that were important to her after midnight ... Sometimes I'd sneak downstairs and see her knitting, or reading, or writing letters. I'd think of her as a thief, stealing the tail end of the day, the hours nobody else wanted or used. — Marita Golden

Pre-Raphaelites they called themselves; not that they imitated the early Italian masters at all, but that in their work, as opposed to the facile abstractions of Raphael, they found a stronger realism of imagination, a more careful realism of technique, a vision at once more fervent and more vivid, an individuality more intimate and more intense. For it is not enough that a work of art should conform to the aesthetic demands of its age: there must be also about it, if it is to affect us with any permanent delight, the impress of a distinct individuality, an individuality remote from that of ordinary men, and coming near to us only by virtue of a certain newness and wonder in the work, and through channels whose very strangeness makes us more ready to give them welcome. — Oscar Wilde