Reisberg Fast Quotes & Sayings

The six thousand years of human history form but a portion of the geologic day that is passing over us: they do not extend into the yesterday of the globe, far less touch the myriads of ages spread out beyond. — Hugh Miller

Power, power was what I wanted then, sport was what I wanted, I wanted to wring out your tears, your humiliation, — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Europe had fallen back into the barbarity of the first ages. People from this part of world, so enlightened today, lived a few centuries ago in a state worse than ignorance. Some sort of learned jargon much more despicable than ignorance had usurped the name of knowledge and set up an almost invincible obstacle in the way of its return. A revolution was necessary to bring men back to common sense, and it finally came from a quarter where one would least expect it. It was the stupid Muslim, the eternal blight on learning, who brought about its rebirth among us. — Jean-Jacques Rousseau

A few days after my new state occupied my village, I became a prisoner of war rather than a citizen. — Noam Chomsky

When you're six, most of your Bingo balls are still floating around in the draw-tank. — Stephen King

Money never remains just coins and pieces of paper. Money can be translated into the beauty of living, a support in misfortune, an education, or future security. — Sylvia Porter

The world is yet in its infancy; the gracious designs of God are yet hardly developed. Glorious things are spoken of Zion, the city of our God. She is yet to triumph and become the joy and glory of the whole earth. — Adoniram Judson

When I listen to the engine of my car, I might say it sounds fine, but it would not occur to me to say What lovely music! — Jose Bergamin

Now you must excuse your Raja for he must suffer to give audience to the prince of Punt, a pompous old fool, who believes that his frequent flatulencies are the echoes of the Gods applauding his non sequiturs. — Piers Anthony

Prayer irrigates the fields of life with the waters which are stored up in the reservoirs of promise. — Charles Spurgeon