Unpiloted Quotes & Sayings

Only the redeemed have the ability to like what God likes and to be pleased with what pleases God. — A.W. Tozer

you are born to move with grace, born to embrace novelty and variety, born to crave wide-open spaces, and, above all, born to love. But one of the more profound facts that will emerge is that you are born to heal. Your body fixes itself. A big part of this is an idea called homeostasis, which is a wonderfully intricate array of functions that repair the wear and tear and stress of living. — John J. Ratey

Why me?" He said finally. "Are you on some sort of mission to fuck up my life?"
"I try my best to avoid you."
"You're doing a hell of a job."
"I honestly don't mean to cause you problems."
"You don't cause problems. An unpiloted vampire causes problems. You cause catastrophes. — Ilona Andrews

Chaos is a creator of information - another apparent paradox. — James Gleick

Like the water of a deep stream, love is always too much. We did not make it. Though we drink till we burst, we cannot have it all, or want it all. In its abundance it survives our thirst. In the evening we come down to the shore to drink our fill, and sleep, while it flows through the regions of the dark. It does not hold us, except we keep returning to its rich waters thirsty. We enter, willing to die, into the commonwealth of its joy. — Wendell Berry

To change a habit, make a conscious decision, then act out the new behavior. — Maxwell Maltz

Death changes nothing but the mask that covers our faces. — Khalil Gibran

I never wear very serious suits. I don't have to because I don't go to an office, so it's fine. — Jean Pigozzi

I don't know how I could have been more explicit. I gave them a roadmap and a flashlight, but they didn't go where I told them to go, they didn't look where I told them to look, they didn't tell the people I told them to call. — Harry Markopolos

The only saving grace of the present is that it's too damned stupid to question the past very closely. — H.P. Lovecraft

Is it a wolf I hear,
Howling his lonely communion
With the unpiloted stars,
Or merely the self importance and servitude
In the bark of a dog?
How many millenia did it take,
Twisting and torturing
The pride from the one
To make a tool,
The other?
And how do we measure the distance from spirit to spirit?
And who do we find to blame? — Richard K. Morgan

The shadows showed up what brilliant noonlight couldn't see. Tiffany had made up 'noonlight'. — Terry Pratchett