Archive for January, 2005

G K Chesterton

« 31 January 2005 | 7:56 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

A thing may be too sad to be believed or too wicked to be believed or too good to be believed; but it cannot be too absurd to be believed in this planet of frogs and elephants, of crocodiles and cuttle-fish.



William Dunbar

« 30 January 2005 | 9:19 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Of Covetyce FREDOME, honour, and nobilnes, Meid, manheid, mirth, and gentilnes Ar now in cowrt reput as vyce, And all for caus of cuvetice. All weilfair, welth, and wantones Ar chengit into wretchitnes, And play is sett at littill price; And all for caus of covetyce. Halking, hunting, and swift hors rynning Ar chengit all […]



Ludwig Wittgenstein

« 29 January 2005 | 23:38 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.



James Thurber

« 28 January 2005 | 20:27 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

I hate women because they always know where things are.



Chinese Proverb

« 26 January 2005 | 8:20 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

When you want to test the depths of a stream, don’t use both feet.



George Macdonald

« 25 January 2005 | 19:34 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

In fact he cared for nothing but God, or rather he cared for everything because it belonged to God.



R. Buckminster Fuller

« 24 January 2005 | 7:50 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Everything you’ve learned in school as “obvious” becomes less and less obvious as you begin to study the universe. For example, there are no solids in the universe. There’s not even a suggestion of a solid. There are no absolute continuums. There are no surfaces. There are no straight lines.



Arthur Conan Doyle

« 23 January 2005 | 9:42 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data. Insensibly one begins to twist facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts.



St Anslem

« 22 January 2005 | 21:18 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

The Ontological Argument – Proslogion Ch II …since the fool hath said in his heart, there is no God? (Psalms xiv. 1). But, at any rate, this very fool, when he hears of this being of which I speak – a being than which nothing greater can be conceived – understands what he hears, and […]



Wolfgang Pauli

« 21 January 2005 | 7:32 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

(on a paper submitted by a physicist colleague) This isn’t right. This isn’t even wrong.



John Ruskin

« 20 January 2005 | 23:06 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The highest reward for man’s toil is not what he gets for it, but what he becomes by it.



William James

« 19 January 2005 | 8:17 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

A great many people think they are thinking when they are merely rearranging their prejudices.



C S Lewis

« 18 January 2005 | 8:26 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

From “Till We Have Faces” [Psyche] “I have always — at least, ever since I can remember — had a kind of longing for death.” [Orual] “Ah, Psyche,” I said, “have I made you so little happy as that?” [Psyche] “No, no no,” she said. “You don’t understand. Not that kind of longing. It was […]



Alfred North Whitehead

« 17 January 2005 | 9:18 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

If a dog jumps in your lap, it is because he is fond of you; but if a cat does the same thing, it is because your lap is warmer



Andrew Marvel

« 16 January 2005 | 22:09 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

To His Coy Mistress Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long Loves Day. Thou by the Indian Ganges side Should’st Rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten […]



G K Chesterton

« 16 January 2005 | 3:57 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Art like morality, consists of drawing a line somewhere.



Richard Feynman

« 14 January 2005 | 7:48 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

What men are poets who can speak of Jupiter as if he were a man but if he is an immense spinning sphere of methane and ammonia must be silent.



William Somerset Maugham

« 13 January 2005 | 9:26 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

There are three rules for writing the novel. Unfortunately no one knows what they are.



Mark Russell

« 12 January 2005 | 6:56 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The scientific theory I like best is that the rings of Saturn are composed entirely of lost airline luggage.



Mr Justice Astbury

« 11 January 2005 | 7:56 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Reform! Reform! Aren’t things bad enough already?



Thomas Hobbes

« 10 January 2005 | 7:08 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Appetite, with an opinion of attaining, is called hope; the same, without such opinion, despair.



P. G. Wodehouse

« 9 January 2005 | 8:30 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

At the age of eleven or thereabouts women acquire a poise and an ability to handle difficult situations which a man, if he is lucky, manages to achieve somewhere in the later seventies.



A.A. Milne

« 8 January 2005 | 8:50 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

When I was One, I had just begun. When I was Two, I was nearly new. When I was Three, I was hardly Me. When I was Four, I was not much more. When I was Five, I was just alive. But now I am Six, I’m as clever as clever. So I think I’ll […]



G K Chesterton

« 6 January 2005 | 8:14 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

To be in the weakest camp is to be in the strongest school.



R W Emerson

« 5 January 2005 | 9:00 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Adhere to your own act, and congratulate yourself if you have done something strange and extravagant, and broken the monotony of a decorous age.



Chinese Proverb

« 4 January 2005 | 7:35 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

If you wait by the river long enough, eventually you will see the bodies of all your enemies float by.



Douglas Hofstadter

« 3 January 2005 | 13:55 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Hofstadter’s Law: It always takes longer than you expect, even when you take into account Hofstadter’s Law.



Mahatma Gandhi

« 2 January 2005 | 10:04 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.



James Leigh Hunt

« 1 January 2005 | 1:58 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Rondeau Jenny kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in. Time, you thief! who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in. Say I’m weary, say I’m sad; Say that health and wealth have missed me; Say I’m growing old, but add- Jenny kissed me!