Soundsystem Rock Quotes & Sayings

On Mill's view of speech, speech that is not part of an argument aimed at truth-purely emotive speech, bullying speech, and speech that does not make truth-claims at all-deserves no particular protection. — Saul Levmore

You know, if you were *really* going to starve, you'd be justified in writing proprietary software. — Richard Stallman

I don't know what position you're talking about, sir. The Gnomon Society has never questioned the rotundity of the earth. Mr. Jimmerson is himself a skilled topographer."
"Excuse me, Mr. Popper, but I have it right here in Mr. Jimmerson's own words on page twenty-nine of 101 Gnomon Facts."
"No, sir. Excuse me but you don't. Please look again. Read that passage carefully and you'll see what we actually say is that the earth looks flat. We still say that. It's so flat around Brownsville as to be striking to the eye."
"But isn't that just a weasel way of saying that you really believe if to be flat?"
"Not at all. What we're saying is that the curvature of the earth is so gentle, relative to our human scale of things, that we need not bother or take it into account when going for a stroll, say, or laying out our gardens. — Charles Portis

Be thou assured, if words be made of breath,
And breath of life, I have no life to breath
What thou hast said to me. — William Shakespeare

I think my mistakes were kind of common - leaning on cliches and adjectives in the place of clear, vivid writing. But at least I knew how to spell, which seems to be a rarity these days. — Dick Schaap

[Obama is ] creative imagination which coupled with brilliance equals wisdom ... [He is] the man for this time. — Toni Morrison

...the higher the expectations about unselected alternatives, the lower the level of satisfaction with the chosen good. — Michael R. Solomon

The great victory, which appears so simple today, was the result of a series of small victories that went unnoticed — Paulo Coelho

So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, and all the people dreaming in the immensity of it, and in Iowa I know by now the children must be crying in the land where they let the children cry, and tonight the stars'll be out, and don't you know that God is Pooh Bear? the evening star must be drooping and shedding her sparkler dims on the prairie, which is just before the coming of complete night that blesses the earth, darkens all the rivers, cups the peaks and folds the final shore in, and nobody, nobody knows what's going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old, I think of Dean Moriarty, I even think of Old Dean Moriarty the father we never found, I think of Dean Moriarty. — Jack Kerouac