Titulus Crucis Quotes & Sayings

A real man has no tougher judge than himself. — James Grippando

Every writer has to figure out what works best - and often has to select and discard different tools before they find the one that fits. — Nora Roberts

These programs were never about terrorism: they're about economic spying, social control, and diplomatic manipulation. They're about power. — Edward Snowden

Men are foolish to expect us to revere them, when, in the end, they amount to almost nothing. — Anne Desclos

In the Mexico we want, there is no room for corruption, for cover-ups, and least of all for impunity. — Enrique Pena Nieto

I remember watching Jodie Foster in Contact, and that kind of opened my eyes. — Joel Gretsch

Eirikr lies on the table, staring into the night sky, staring at the uncountable stars that are shining brightly down on him.
What lives, he thinks, are lived by the men up there?
What do they do?
What do they believe?
What do they see?
Do they see me?
He wonder about them all, all the many lives that have been, and that will be, and wonders why they are not all the same, why they are what they are. It cannot be, he thinks, that when our life is run, we are done. There must be more to man than that, surely?
That we are not just one, but a multitude. — Marcus Sedgwick

The human intellect is the great truth-organ; realities, as they exist, are the subjects of its study; and knowledge is the result of its acquaintance with the things which it investigates. — Moses Harvey

Network news accustoms audiences to assertion not argument. Over time, it reinforces the notion that politics is about visceral identification and apposition, not complex problems and their solutions ... sound bites aren't very helpful. They can tell a voter what a candidate believes, but not why. And many issues are too complex to be freeze dried into a slogan and a smile ... What's lost in a world in which everything's an ad? Perhaps the country that created the assembly line has simply found a more efficient way to do politics. — Kathleen Hall Jamieson

IMPERMANENCE
Driftsand of the hours. Quietly disappearing,
continuously, even the happily consecrated design.
Life blows away, always: pillars already rise
without connection, carrying nothing but empty air. — Rainer Maria Rilke

It's a sin only if it harms you — Bangambiki Habyarimana