Ymris Quotes & Sayings

If you look at most of the Royal Houses in Europe, the inbreeding was pretty outstanding. — Nikolaj Coster-Waldau

Ah! the best righteousness of our man-of-war world seems but an unrealized ideal, after all; and those maxims which, in the hope of bringing about a Millennium, we busily teach to the heathen, we Christians ourselves disregard. — Herman Melville

I'm not a screamer. I'm confrontational, but I don't think that translates into anger. — Rachel Maddow

this in medical school from the very first day. If I violate the URC, my license will be revoked — Richard Fox

Neo-Freudian Karen Horney believed that childhood experiences resulted in our creation of a self that "moved toward people" or "moved away from people." These tendencies were a sort of mask that could develop into neurosis if we were not willing to move beyond them. Underneath was what she called a "wholehearted," or real, person. — Tom Butler-Bowdon

We need a change in consciousness to go with this technology platform. We need a new narrative: we need to shift from geopolitics to biosphere consciousness in one generation. The biosphere is understood here as what goes from the biosphere to the depths of the ocean 40 miles where all living beings interact with all chemicals to create a very complex choreography that we call "life on earth". That is biosphere that is our indivisible community. — Jeremy Rifkin

99 percent of what you see is not what comes in through the eyes. It is what you infer about that room. — Henry Markram

The day I saw my mom eating the Santa cookies on the plate was one of the most horrific days of my life. — Halle Berry

I made it when I was young, by my standards, after years of playing on various harps. I shaped its pieces out of Ymris oak beside night fires in far, lonely places where I heard no man's voice but my own. I carved on each piece the shapes of leaves, flowers, birds I saw in my wanderings. In An, I searched three months for strings for it. I found them finally; sold my horse for them. They were strung to the broken harp of Ustin of Aum, who died of sorrow over the conquering of Aum. Its strings were tuned to his sorrow, and its wood was split like his heart. I strung my harp with them, matching note for note in the restringing. And then I returned them to my joy." Morgon — Patricia A. McKillip