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Crito, I owe a cock to Asclepius; will you remember to pay the debt?
Crito, I owe a cock to Asclepius; will you remember to pay the debt?
Don't worry, it's not loaded.
Don't worry, it's not loaded.
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round read more
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.
Drill for oil? You mean drill into the ground to try and find oil? You're crazy. -- Drillers whom Edwin read more
Drill for oil? You mean drill into the ground to try and find oil? You're crazy. -- Drillers whom Edwin L. Drake tried to enlist in his project to drill for oil in 1859.
All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.
All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.
We don't like their sound, and guitar music is on the way out. -- Decca Recording Co. rejecting the Beatles, read more
We don't like their sound, and guitar music is on the way out. -- Decca Recording Co. rejecting the Beatles, 1962.
You want to have consistent and uniform muscle development across all of your muscles? It can't be done. It's just read more
You want to have consistent and uniform muscle development across all of your muscles? It can't be done. It's just a fact of life. You just have to accept inconsistent muscle development as an unalterable condition of weight training. -- Response to Arthur Jones, who solved the unsolvable problem by inventing Nautilus.
Beautiful.
(in reply to her husband who had asked how she felt moments before her death.).
Beautiful.
(in reply to her husband who had asked how she felt moments before her death.).
No flying machine will ever fly from New York to Paris. -- Orville Wright.
No flying machine will ever fly from New York to Paris. -- Orville Wright.
