The last word in ignorance is the man who says of an animal or plant: 'What good is it?
Most people now seem to treasure anything they value in proportion to the extent that it's followed about and surrounded by the vulgar public.
You don’t know a woman until you have had a letter from her.
You don't really know a woman until she writes you a letter.
Absurdly improbable things are quite as liable to happen in real life as in weak literature.
The Futurists?. . . . Well, of course, they are already past.
When I see a cheerful young man shrieking about how full of life he is, banging on a drum, and blowing on a tin trumpet, and speaking of his good spirits, it depresses me, since naturally it gives the contrary impression. It can't be real. It ought to be but it isn't. If the noisy person meant what he said, he wouldn't say it.
I'm Italian and we curse a lot when we talk.
And all you can do is just read," she said. She raised her voice an screamed, "You just read and read and read!" Then she threw herself down on the table and wept.
Can we afford clean water? Can we afford rivers and lakes and streams and oceans which continue to make possible life on this planet? Can we afford life itself? Those questions were never asked as we destroyed the waters of our nation, and they deserve no answers as we finally move to restore and renew them. These questions answer themselves.
The three most important aspects of debugging and real estate are the same: Location, Location, and Location.