This is your life and the clock is ticking.
The drama is the looking-glass in which we see the hideousness of vice and the beauties of virtue.
Assuredly of all earthly conditions uncertainty is the most unblest.
Your theory of partial immortality is abhorrent to me. I would rather disbelieve in the immortality of my own soul than suppose the boon given to me was withheld from any of my fellow creatures.
Politics of all sorts, I confess, are far beyond my limited powers of comprehension. Those of this country as far as I have been able to observe, resolve themselves into two great motives. The aristocratic desire of elevation and separation, and the democratic desire of demolishing and levelling.
My chief time for reading is at night while brushing my hair before I go to bed, and as you may suppose, but little profit and pleasure can be derived from such mere sips at the well of knowledge. 'Tis a great privation to me, for my desire for information increases instead of diminishing, and I look forward with great anxiety to the time when I can improve my poor neglected mind and learn some of the few exhaustless store of things which I wish to know.
They frequently find the truth who do not seek it, they who do, frequently lose it.
When I was a boy, I dreamt that I could fly, he announces. When I woke, I couldn't. . . or so the maester said. But what if he lied? What do you mean? Perhaps we can fly. All of us. How will we ever know unless we leap from some tall tower? No man ever truly knows what he can do unless he dares to leap. There is the window. Leap. What do you want? The world.
When people are using their devices, it's probable that almost half are networking on social media.
Here's a guy who can use his arms and legs at the same time.
If we do our homework right, never again should an asteroid that can do damage on the ground impact the Earth. We're living in a time-with our technology-we have the capability to eliminate that major shaper of evolution. . . the evolution of life on this planet.