Conventions, like clichés, have a way of surviving their own usefulness.
Lust weakens both body and mind.
Man know thyself; then thou shalt know the Universe and God.
Let not sleep fall upon thy eyes till thou has thrice reviewed the transactions of the past day. Where have I turned aside from rectitude? What have I been doing? What have I left undone, which I ought to have done?
Government exists only for the good of the governed.
It is only necessary to make war with five things; with the maladies of the body, the ignorances of the mind, with the passions of the body, with the seditions of the city and the discords of families.
In this theater of man's life, it is reserved only for God and angels to be lookers-on.
I've never wanted to kill myself over anything major. It's always the little things that do me in.
Though we have rightly applauded our ancestors for their spiritual achievements. . . those of us who prevail today will have done no small thing.
Emma hears me come up the stairs and asks me to watch a movie with her. I stick Band-Aids on my weeping cuts, put on pink pajamas so we match, and snuggle with her under her rainbow comforter. She arranges all of her stuffed animals around us in a circle, everyone facing the TV, then presses play. . . Ghosts dare not enter here.
Always think about how a piece of code should be used: good interfaces are the essence of good code. You can hide all kinds of clever and dirty code behind a good interface if you really need such code.