Nocchette Quotes & Sayings

Chinese proverb says that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. This journey had begun with the coercion of my body, with my own wild hope. — Aspen Matis

What is truth? Pilate was not alone in dismissing this question as unanswerable and irrelevant for his purposes. Today too, in political argument and in discussion of the foundations of law, it is generally experienced as disturbing. Yet if man lives without truth, life passes him by; ultimately he surrenders the field to whoever is the stronger. "Redemption" in the fullest sense can only consist in the truth becoming recognizable. And it becomes recognizable when God becomes recognizable. He becomes recognizable in Jesus Christ. In Christ, God entered the world and set up the criterion of truth in the midst of history. Truth is outwardly powerless in the world, just as Christ is powerless by the world's standards: he has no legions; he is crucified. Yet in his very powerlessness, he is powerful: only thus, again and again, does truth become power. — Pope Benedict XVI

A woman's destiny, they say, is not fulfilled until she holds in her arms her own little book. — Caroline Mytinger

If you think I acted odd consider us even.... — Vidur Moudgil

The legs feed the wolf — Herb Brooks

One must be an inventor to read well. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

You only ever experience two emotions: euphoria and terror. And I find that lack of sleep enhances them both. — Marc Andreessen

I knelt to pick up the pages of my journal, my ugly secrets, scattered across the floor. This wasn't the person that Sean married. What did he think of me now?
- WITNESS — Caroline Mitchell

Ending a quarrel is more honourable than beginning one. — Matshona Dhliwayo

The pendulum of mathematics swings back and forth towards abstraction and away from it with a timing that remains to be estimated. — Gian-Carlo Rota

If you become a Nun, dear,
The bishop Love will be;
The Cupids every one, dear!
Will chant-'We trust in thee!' — Leigh Hunt

Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race. — James Joyce