When I read or hear something that strikes me, or if I just make up something that sounds really cool, I like to store it here for future perusal.
One of man's greatest inconsistencies is his ability to perceive progress in another individual while so casually dismissing the possibility of its presence in himself.
Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves of all these demons haunting us to keep us company? Won't it be odd when we're happy like we always thought we're supposed to feel, but never seem to be?
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve, and a history of losing my shirt.
Your simian countenance suggests a heritage unusually rich in species diversity.
I imagine bugs and girls have a dim perception that nature played a cruel trick on them, but they lack the intelligence to really comprehend the magnitude of it.
Yowwow! I'm hungry!
Good poetry gives me goose bumps.
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul.
Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us.
The Lord doesn't care where you were; He only cares where you're going.
Sometimes sarcasm helps us think more clearly.
Ambiguity succeeds where honesty dares not venture.
Demonstrating, once again, that subtle difference between creativity and complex stupidity.
Time to show the monkeys who's boss!
Milennium hand and shrimp!
The programmer, like the poet, works only slightly removed from pure thought-stuff.
As well try to understand the sun, Perrin. It simply is, and is not to be understood. You cannot live without it, but it exacts a price. So with women.
Women are stranger than drunken wetlanders.
Nothing like a bad descision says who you are.
All I really want's to be with you, feel like I matter too.
Some people say life is a roller coaster, but I say it's a doped up butterfly with stomach cramps.
I would rather die with truth on my lips than live as a man who lied to his king.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you.
A true leader finds out what will be good for his people, and then shapes laws that will help achieve that good purpose. If the people don't understand what he's doing, he persuades them if he can. If they refuse to be persuaded, then he acts for their good anyway. And if doing this costs him his power, then he would rather lose his power for doing right, than keep his power by doing wrong. Because he loves his people more than his office.
For of course, when God [wishes] to change your life, the change might not be comfortable in every way.
Knowledge is just opinion you trust enough to act upon.
Even when it's offensive, the truth still sounds good to godly men.
To face death, that's nothing much. But to feel really stupid when you die, well, that would be insufferable.
Women never do understand men. Of course, men don't understand women any better--but at least we don't suffer from the delusion that we do.
Let's hope that we continue to live.
You cannot walk with the holy if you're just a halfway-decent man.
If I'd never loved I never would have cried.
When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder I can think at all.
The more I get to thinking, the less I tend to laugh.
All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
Sometimes even music cannot substitute for tears.
Hey, I've got nothing to do today but smile.
If I have weaknesses, don't let them blind me, or camouflage all I am wary of.
Negotiations and love songs are often mistaken for one and the same.
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.
Everybody hurts sometimes.
I'm just profoundly frustrated by all this.
It hurts the worst when evil is done by those we love.
The only people who ever prize purity of ignorance are those who profit from a monopoly on knowledge.
You're confused the way so many people are, who don't understand the perspective of God. You keep thinking that death is the most terrible thing that can happen to a person, but to God, death just means you're coming home a few moments ahead of schedule. To God, the dreadful outcome of a human life is when that person embraces sin and rejects the joy that God offers. So of all the millions who might die in a war, each individual life is tragic only if it ends in sin.
Honesty always sounds like impudence to the vain and stupid.
Those that hate goodness are sometimes nearer than those that know nothing at all about it and think they have it already.
That is what mortals misunderstand. They say of some temporal suffering, 'No future bliss can make up for it,' not knowing that Heaven, once attained, will work backwards and turn even that agony to glory. And of some sinful pleasure they say 'Let me but have this and I'll take the consequences': little dreaming how damnation will spread back and back into their past and contaminate the pleasure of the sin.
Lust is a poor, weak, wimpering whispering thing compared with that richness and energy of desire which will arise when lust has been killed.