Valentinus What Number Quotes & Sayings

For real human beings, the only realism is an embodied realism. — George Lakoff

I look up into the stars and then look down to count my scars; I know mercy. — JD Welsch

No matter how good you are, you're going to lose one-third of your games. No matter how bad you are you're going to win one-third of your games. It's the other third that makes the difference. — Tommy Lasorda

We must lay before him what is in us; not what ought to be in us. — C.S. Lewis

I felt like a dork growing up. — Christina Milian

The housing and financial crisis could not have occurred in the absence of government housing and monetary policies. — Sheldon Richman

One of the most impressive discoveries was the origin of the energy of the stars, that makes them continue to burn. One of the men who discovered this was out with his girlfriend the night after he realized that nuclear reactions must be going on in the stars in order to make them shine. She said "Look at how pretty the stars shine!" He said "Yes, and right now I am the only man in the world who knows why they shine." She merely laughed at him. She was not impressed with being out with the only man who, at that moment, knew why stars shine. Well, it is sad to be alone, but that is the way it is in this world. — Richard Feynman

Bridget Jones, wanton sex goddess, with a very bad man between her thighs ... Mum ... Hi. — Helen Fielding

I'm sure they're saddened by me, and I get frustrated with them. But I love them, and at the end of the day if they need me or if they need anything, I'm there for them. Family. — Brad Pitt

In regard to the amount of difference between the races, we must make some allowance for our nice powers of discrimination gained by a long habit of observing ourselves. — Charles Darwin

Ada girl, adored girl, [ ... ] I'm a radiant void. I'm convalescing after a long and dreadful illness. You cried over my unseemly scar, but now life is going to be nothing but love and laughter, and corn in cans. I cannot brood over broken hearts, mine is too recently mended. — Vladimir Nabokov