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I count my time by times that I meet thee;
These are my yesterdays, my morrows, noons,
And nights, these are my old moons and my new moons.
Slow fly the hours, fast the hours flee,
If thou art far from or art near to me:
If thou art far, the bird's tunes are no tunes;
If thou art near, the wintry days are Junes. — Richard Watson Gilder

I understand that computers, which I once believed to be but a hermaphrodite typewriter-cum-filing cabinet, offer the cyber literate increased ability to communicate. I do not think this is altogether a bad thing, however it may appear on the surface. — David Mamet

The people who are absent are the ideal; those who are present seem to be quite commonplace. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

The world doesn't owe you anything because you're in it, but you owe yourself the world because it is in you. — Kat Kaelin

They realize their ultimate doom, but they are fatalists, incapable of resistance or escape. Not one of the present generation has been out of sight of these walls. — Robert E. Howard

Man has always found it easier to sacrifice his life than to learn the multiplication table. — W. Somerset Maugham

I'm a potato, it means I have no soul — Adam Snowflake

I was very flattered when Disney Junior reached out and invited me to come voice Ariel for this special primetime edition of 'Sofia the First.' As the parent myself, I really appreciate the positive messages that this animated series is trying to put out there. — Jodi Benson

If we import compulsion in matters of religion, there is no doubt that we shall be committing suicide. — Mahatma Gandhi

I wish I could adjust my voice, but it's just what's happened to me. It's because I've lived abroad for a long time, and my wife is English and my kids all have English accents, and every voice I hear is English. I've never intentionally changed my accent at all. — Bill Bryson

Science rejects the indeterminate. — Claude Bernard

He and the mender of roads sat on the heap of stones looking silently at one another, with the hail driving in between them like a pigmy charge of bayonets, until the sky began to clear over the village. — Charles Dickens