Sarsens Quotes & Sayings

The only way out of something is all the way through it. — Maya Angelou

Ever since Darwin, we've been familiar with the stupendous timespans of the evolutionary past. But most people still somehow think we humans are necessarily the culmination of the evolutionary tree. No astronomer could believe this. — Martin Rees

Why was it so difficult to be absorbed in the most vital and, in a way, the most natural of all questions? — Jostein Gaarder

A nation that still believes in itself holds fast to its own god. — Friedrich Nietzsche

The Magna Carta is widely known to be one of the foundational documents for our Constitution. I can only imagine that a mention of that in a court decision would be forbidden by our friends on the right. — John Conyers

We allow for many more gradations of personality in life than we do in art. — Julianne Moore

If only there were more yesterdays instead of so many todays. — Tiffany Reisz

I love to run. I was challenged to run the New York marathon four months after having my youngest son, and since running isn't a big part of softball, the thought of a marathon was a stretch for me. — Jennie Finch

My dear Hiram," cried Mrs. Otis, "what can we do with a woman who faints?" "Charge it to her like breakages," answered the Minister; "she won't faint after that; — Oscar Wilde

Some people have a negative attitude, and that's their disability. — Marla Runyan

This denial is bizarre. Last time Chomsky denied something I attributed to him, it was Chomsky's word against mine and there was no way to resolve this argument. This time, however, there's some fairly conclusive evidence. It describes itself as 'the official weblog of Professor Noam Chomsky', and it is attached to Z Magazine, for which Chomsky has regularly written for over a decade. It claims Chomsky makes direct blog entries. Yet Chomsky claims he has 'nothing to with with it'. Are we really meant to believe this? If it is true, why does he carry on writing for a magazine that publishes a false blog in his name? — Johann Hari