Sterrenkijker Quotes & Sayings

Extremes in nature equal ends produce; In man they join to some mysterious use. — Alexander Pope

I've never told another soul about the stories I make up while I'm trying to fall asleep, and I would never even consider writing them down. They're just too personal. Nathan fell silent as well, and I realized that maybe I wasn't the only one who felt that way. I wondered how many people in the world have daydreams spinning around in their heads that they would never put into words. Probably more than you would think. — Alicia Thompson

We do not see faith, hope, and charity as unattainable ideals, but we use them as stout supports of a nation fighting the fight for freedom in a modern civilization. — Franklin D. Roosevelt

I did not choose solitude. Who would? It came on me like a kind of vocation, demanding an effort that married women can't picture. — Louise Erdrich

Many young Christians admire the words and works of Jesus (information) but do not know him as Lord and God (wisdom). They read and respect the Bible (information) but they do not perceive that its words lay claim to their obedience (wisdom). — David Kinnaman

Thinking about suicide is a potent consolation: it helps us to get through many a bad night. — Friedrich Nietzsche

I did not decide to become an officer to start a military career. I still wanted to be an agronomist and work in some remote corner of Russia after the war. I could not suppose that my country would change, and I would. — Aleksandr Vasilevsky

Thu luxury of one class is counterbalanced by the indigence of another. — Henry David Thoreau

After all, they were just words, and she had learned long ago that a man's actions displayed his truer nature more than the things he said. — Kathleen E. Woodiwiss

Don't expect the puppets of your mind to become the people of your story. If they are not realities in your own mind, there is no mysterious alchemy in ink and paper that will turn wooden figures into flesh and blood. — Leslie Gordon Barnard

When I was just a boy, my father was teaching me to mix bilewort, holly seeds, and elephant ear to make a draft that would plant the seeds in the subject's stomach, resulting in a very festive arrangement bursting from their mouths a few weeks after application. When we finished, he spread a bit of the stuff on my tongue, like a sacrament - for my parents believed sincerely that death was a sacred covenant between poisoner and condemned, and like all sacred things, required due reverence. We give a person the world distilled, and thus deliver them from it. What more profound act can there be? — Catherynne M Valente

The moot question is not that how many persons are of good or not so good character, but who applauds the character truly as the real beauty factor in own and others' lives. — Anuj

I always wanted to write fiction. Always. As far back as I can remember it's been integral to my sense of myself - everything else was always a displacement activity. — Will Self