Misattributed Bertrand Russell Quotes & Sayings

I earned the right to get in the team, and fought every game to be in it. — Graham Roberts

It is not so much WHERE you live, as HOW you live, and whether good flows from you through your neighborhood — William Arthur Dunkerley

We must, therefore, quit our roles as jailers and instead take care to prepare an environment in which we do as little as possible to exhaust the child with our surveillance and instruction — Maria Montessori

After my brush with the suicidal impulse, I listen with new ears to others when they
speak on the subject. I think there are people who were born with that little door open, and they
have to go through life knowing that they might jump through it at any moment. — Douglas Coupland

Great women aren't born great, they become great. — Sabrina Newby

To the death with honor, shoulder to shoulder, and no one gets closer to a Stepson than his partner. — Janet Morris

I know my heart will never be the same
But I'm telling myself I'll be okay — Sara Evans

War does not determine who is right - only who is left. — Anonymous

You'd never get Burle to behave decently. When a man sank as low as that, the only thing to do was to throw a spadeful of mud over him and get rid of him like the rotting carcass of some poisonous beast. And even if you shoved his nose in his own shit, he'd only start again the next day and end up stealing a few sous to buy sticks of barley sugar for lice-ridden little beggar-girls. — Emile Zola

God says, "Please, please help me realize this dream." And some of God's best collaborators are the young, because you dream. You dream God's dream. — Desmond Tutu

Since the universe must contain millions of appropriate planets, consciousness in some form - but not with the paired eyes and limbs, and the brain built of neurons in the only example we know - may evolve frequently. But if only one origin of life in a million ever leads to consciousness, then Martian bacteria most emphatically do not imply Little Green Men. — Stephen Jay Gould

I am standing upon the seashore. a ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. she is an object of beauty and strength. i stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other. then someone at my side says: "there, she is gone!" "gone where?" gone from my sight. that is all. she is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear the load of living freight to her destined port. her diminished size is in me, not in her. and just at the moment when someone at my side says: "there, she is gone!" there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: "here she comes!" and that is dying. — Henry Van Dyke