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What we know is not much; what we do not know is immense.
What we know is not much; what we do not know is immense.
I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not read more
I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not sorry for my crime.
Everything that can be invented has been invented. -- Charles H. Duell, Commissioner, U.S. Office of Patents, 1899.
Everything that can be invented has been invented. -- Charles H. Duell, Commissioner, U.S. Office of Patents, 1899.
I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a read more
I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a boy playing upon the seashore and diverting myself and then finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, while the great ocean of truth lay before me all undiscovered.
Be strong and of good courage; fear not or be dismayed; for the Lord, even my God, will be with read more
Be strong and of good courage; fear not or be dismayed; for the Lord, even my God, will be with thee. He will not fail thee, till thou hast finished all the work for the service of the house of the Lord.
Good people are always so sure they're right.
Good people are always so sure they're right.
If I had thought about it, I wouldn't have done the experiment. The literature was full of examples that said read more
If I had thought about it, I wouldn't have done the experiment. The literature was full of examples that said you can't do this. -- Spencer Silver on the work that led to the unique adhesives for 3-M Post-It Notepads.
Who the hell wants to hear actors talk? -- H.M. Warner, Warner Brothers, 1927.
Who the hell wants to hear actors talk? -- H.M. Warner, Warner Brothers, 1927.
A little while and I will be gone from among you, when I cannot
tell. From no where we came, read more
A little while and I will be gone from among you, when I cannot
tell. From no where we came, into nowhere we go. What is life? Itis a flash of a firefly in the night. It is a breath of a buffalo inthe winter time. It is the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
