Star Trek Tng Traveller Quotes & Sayings

Information is not knowledge.
Knowledge is not wisdom.
Wisdom is not truth.
Truth is not beauty.
Beauty is not love.
Love is not music.
Music is THE BEST. — Frank Zappa

We should tax things we don't like. We should tax pollution ... And we should lighten the taxes on things we do like, like honest labor, like food. — Ralph Nader

Within the sacred walls of libraries we find the best thoughts, the purest feelings, and the most exalted imaginings of our race. — Christian Nestell Bovee

When really writing I'm not a good friend. Because writing disorganizes the social self, you become atomized. It scrambles you, sometimes to the point that I'm incapable of speech. I feel that if I start speaking, I'll lose the writing, like getting off the treadmill. — Tony Kushner

I love your cooking, honey, but sometimes I need some real food. — Alan Jackson

She had a heart like a Twinkie, full of oversweet goo, yes, a real junk-food heart. — Jean Thompson

Over the past two weeks she's worked her way through it [the book], a little each night, savoring the words like a cherry Life Saver tucked inside her cheek. — Celeste Ng

From generation to generation, lights are extinguished and darkness threatens until some one stoops to bear the torch. — Laurence Overmire

Oh God, make me good, but not yet. — SebastiAn

The dictator is also the scapegoat; in assuming absolute authority, he assumes absolute guilt; and the oppressed masses, groaning under the yoke, know themselves to be innocent as lambs, while they pray hypocritically for deliverance. — Mary McCarthy

France will always be a great nation. — Napoleon Bonaparte

I will always be there in the wings saying, 'You need to be good to people. You need to take your work seriously. You need to have integrity. You need to work with what you've got. — Tim Gunn

Who can know how much of his most inward life is made up of the thoughts he believes other men to have about him, until that fabric of opinion is threatened with ruin? — George Eliot

She knew it was crazy. That was a given. She had a balloon-sized head covered by a scarf while rocking a uniboob. Her cat was orbiting her, while hissing, at top speed.
It just figures at this point. There's a rain cloud fucking me up the ass. Don't panic, she told herself.
Her brain ran around, scraping at her skull and trying to get out of the horror instead.
Be someone else!
The two men stood, stunned stupid by her elaborate costume. Both jumped when
Dove opened her mouth to speak.
"I'm Lotsa Vampersex!" She'd increased her volume and cranked up the pitch of her voice in an effort to disguise herself.
Duke recovered first. "Hey, are you, like, hosting Voldemort's half-dead body or are you just into freakier stuff than I thought? — Debra Anastasia

Death is 'where you run to when none of the principalities of your conscience will grant you asylum.' ... 'In my world [(Africa)] death will come chasing. In your world [(the West)] it will start whispering in your ear to destroy yourself.'
'We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? ... A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means 'I survived'
'A sad story means, this storyteller is alive. The next thing you know, something fine will happen to her, something marvellous, and she will turn around and smile. — Chris Cleave