Tenured Faculty Quotes & Sayings

AWE coordinated with a number of attendees who couldn't make the trek out to Santa Clara to give them time on a Beam, letting them tool around the show floor, chatting with vendors and goofing around with irl attendees. — Anonymous

His face became a mirror, and in it I saw a monster version of myself, unleashing my anger like black magic. In front of my children, in front of my neighbors' house. If I'd really been a witch Nathan would have been a column of dust. Not even a lizard, not even a toad. Just nothing. Nothingness, — Leah Stewart

Her model of self-control with food is why I have never had an issue in this area. Praise God for my mom's good example in how to eat. — Lisa Bedrick

Though leaving him always to remark, portentously, on his probably having formed a relation, his probably enjoying a consciousness, unique in the experience of man. People enough, first and last, had been in terror of apparitions, but who had ever before so turned the tables and become himself, in the apparitional world, an incalculable terror? He might have found this sublime had he quite dared to think of it; but he didn't too much insist, truly, on that side of his privilege. — Henry James

This made him a grad student, and grad students existed not to learn things but to relieve the tenured faculty members of tiresome burdens such as educating people and doing research. — Neal Stephenson

Playing rapid chess, one can lose the habit of concentrating for several hours in serious chess. That is why, if a player has big aims, he should limit his rapidplay in favour of serious chess. — Vladimir Kramnik

This crime against humanity must never be forgotten. — Ronald Reagan

All art forms employ some means through which images become real. — Elliot W. Eisner

I work hard. The staff and crew see how much energy I put into this project, and it makes them step up. — Wanda Sykes

For a moment everything was clear, and when that happens you see that the world is barely there at all. Don't we all secretly know this? It's a perfectly balanced mechanism of shouts and echoes pretending to be wheels and cogs, a dreamclock chiming beneath a mystery-glass we call life. Behind it? Below it and around it? Chaos, storms. Men with hammers, men with knives, men with guns. Women who twist what they cannot dominate and belittle what they cannot understand. A universe of horror and loss surrounding a single lighted stage where mortals dance in defiance of the dark. — Stephen King