Oskars Dzirkalis Quotes & Sayings

Tearing your clothes, burning your books and torturing yourself only prove that you are nothing but a wild creature. — M.F. Moonzajer

Big data will replace the need for 80% of all doctors — Vinod Khosla

It's been said that if NASA wanted to go to the moon again, it would have to start from scratch, having lost not the data, but the human expertise that took it there the last time. — John Seely Brown

In his own country, Death can be kind. But of an end — Catherynne M Valente

Dexter is modest, even self-effacing, and certainly aware of the limits of his considerable talent. But if there was a limit to what I could discover on the computer, I had not found it yet. I sat back down and went to work. — Jeff Lindsay

When the kite was finished, it refused to fly and kept slamming into the ground as if it wanted to destroy itself, and finally it threw itself in the march. Sophia put it outside Grandmother's door and went away. — Tove Jansson

Rare indeed, is the relationship in which the other is not cultivated for what one can get for oneself. — Anthony De Mello

No," I said finally.
"Slowness in Answering," she said into the handheld. "When's the last time you slept?"
"1940" I said promptly, which is the problem with Quickness in Answering. — Connie Willis

I don't think I really invented anybody. I have drawn on real life. — Arthur Hailey

I forged myself out of a vacuum. I crawl along the highway on hacked off stumps year after year. Some wonder how and why. I never do. — Henry Rollins

When you love and accept yourself, when you know who really cares about you, and when you learn from your mistakes, then you stop caring about what people who don't know you think. — Beyonce Knowles

She imagines her body curled in the narrow monk's bed, knees to chin, her own irrefutable geography, but she sees the blood of her futile heart seeping out over her chest and arms and legs, flooding across the rough wooden floor, down the narrow wooden stairs and out into the old soil of the garden. No roses, no, she does not even ask to make roses, just dissolution; most any night she asks just for that. — Michelle Latiolais

There are many ways to feed people. — Mary E. Pearson

The customs of some savage nations might, perchance, be profitably imitated by us, for they at least go through the semblance of casting their slough annually; they have the idea of the thing, whether they have the reality or not. — Henry David Thoreau