Reality itself is too obvious to be true.
The best thinking has been done in solitude.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
The one duty we owe to history is to rewrite it.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning.
Once we accept our limits, we go beyond them.
Reality itself is too obvious to be true.
The best thinking has been done in solitude.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
The one duty we owe to history is to rewrite it.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning.
Once we accept our limits, we go beyond them.