Youssif Aziz Quotes & Sayings
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We could not help contrasting the equanimity of Nature with the bustle and impatience of man. His words and actions presume alwaysa crisis near at hand, but she is forever silent and unpretending. — Henry David Thoreau
Max, if you survive your final test, can you steal me one of those magic outfits for me?
I'll try to get one for each of us. Hey! 'If'? — James Patterson
Entitlement is: The man who thinks he is above all the rules. The woman who feels mistreated and needs others to make it up to her. — John Townsend
Seek the truth, not what is comfortable. Seek the real, not the easy. — Gerald May
Faith is central to the motivation of the human heart to live in a way that honors God. — R.C. Sproul
You know that the nucleus of a time is not
The poet but the poem, the growth of the mind
Of the world, the heroic effort to live expressed
As victory. The poet does not speak in ruins
Nor stand there making orotund consolations.
He shares the confusions of intelligence. — Wallace Stevens
If two closely related species act the same under similar circumstances, the mental processes behind their behavior are likely the same, too. The alternative would be to postulate that, in the short time since they diverged, both species evolved different ways of generating the same behavior. — Frans De Waal
The best scheme of Phonetics is a stiff uncertain thing. — Thomas Edward Brown
There is a necessary limit to our achievement, but none to our attempt. — Phillips Brooks
Current among men, Like coin, the tinsel clink of compliment. — Alfred Lord Tennyson
Seek far from noise and day some western cave, Where woods and streams with soft and pausing winds A lulling murmur weave? - [_30 Ianthe] doth not sleep The dreamless sleep of death:-
Shelley, Percy Bysshe (2011-03-24). The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley - Complete (Kindle Locations 317-319). Kindle Edition. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Because of a streak of dreaminess and a gentle abstraction in his nature, Victor in any queue was always at its very end. He had long since grown used to this handicap, as one grows used to weak sight or a limp. — Vladimir Nabokov
