“The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,And all the sweet serenity of books”

“As Unto the bow the the cord is ,So unto the man is woman;Though she bends him, she obeys him,Though she draws him , yet she follows:Useless each without the other.”

“I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart”

“Lull me to sleep, ye winds, whose fitful soundSeems from some faint Aeolian harp-string caught;Seal up the hundred wakeful eyes of thoughtAs Hermes with his lyre in sleep profoundThe hundred wakefu...”

“Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate.”

“We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.”

“Value of gold is understood in crisis than on a occasion. But the gold plays both the role reminding its significance. We yet times need to value and de-value to understand and appreciate significa...”

“My playground was the theatre. I'd sit and watch my mother pretend for a living. As a young girl that's pretty seductive.”

“What you teach your own children is what you really believe in.”

“it is with this same imperialism that present-day simulators attempt to make the real, all of the real, coincide with their models of simulation.”

“And then I recalled those mysterious stories about the waxworkers of the middle ages and the public reprobation attached to their trade. Did they not live in cellars, in the eternal twilight propit...”