Lumpus Quotes & Sayings

A man who is strong and tough never needs to show it in his dress or the way he cuts his hair. Toughness is a quality of the mind, like bravery or honesty or ambition; it has nothing whatever to do with muscles. — E.R. Braithwaite

You can edit crap, but you can't edit nothing. — Anita Bell

Science is an enterprise that can only flourish if it puts the truth ahead of nationality, ethnicity, class and color. — John C. Polanyi

Self-awareness is probably overrated. A complex, self-regulating system doesn't need it in order to be successful, or even smart. — David Brin

The modern man, finding that Humanism and Sex both fail to satisfy, seeks his happiness in Science ... But Science fails too, for it is something more than a knowledge of matter the soul craves. — Fulton J. Sheen

Every person has parallel tracks. You have your personal life or your life as an artist, or whatever it is you do. — Gina Bellman

Certain forms of ammunition have no legitimate sporting, recreational, or self-defense use and thus should be prohibited. — Ronald Reagan

The faster you go, the idler you get. — Ferreira Gullar

Cherishables," I agreed. "Lovely little finds that have tiny value but lots of heart. Tea tins, picture frames, old perfume bottles. Half the fun is finding them, and the other half imagining where they came from. — Rebecca Raisin

The pace of change became so quick that the social order acquired a dynamic and malleable nature. — Anonymous

In creating a work of art, the psyche or soul of the artist ascends from the earthly realm into the heavenly. There, free of all images, the soul is fed in contemplation by the essences of the highest realm, knowing the permanent noumena of things. Then, satiated with this knowing, it descends again to the earthly realm. And precisely at the boundary between the two worlds, the soul's spiritual knowledge assumes the shapes of symbolic imagery: and it is these images that make permanent the work of art. Art is thus materialized dream, separated from the ordinary consciousness of waking life. — Pavel Florensky

I have a thing about losers. Flaws in oneself open you up to others with flaws. Not that Dostoyevsky's characters don't generate phatos, but they're flawed in ways that don't come across as faults. And while I'm on the subject, Tolstoy's characters' faults are so epic and out of scale, they're as static as backdrops. — Haruki Murakami

When every dream
has turned to dust,
and your highest hopes
no longer soar.
When places you
once yearned to see,
grow further away
on distant shores.
When every night
you close your eyes,
and long inside
for something more.
Remember this
and only this,
if nothing else
you can recall
There was a life
a girl once led,
where you were loved
the most of all. — Lang Leav

The problem comes up because we ask the question in the wrong way. We supposed that solids were one thing and space quite another, or just nothing whatever. Then it appeared that space was no mere nothing, because solids couldn't do without it. But the mistake in the beginning was to think of solids and space as two different things, instead of as two aspects of the same thing. The point is that they are different but inseparable, like the front end and the rear end of a cat. Cut them apart, and the cat dies. — Alan Watts