I do not pretend to understand the moral universe; the arc is a long one, my eye reaches but little ways; I cannot calculate the curve and complete the figure by the experience of sight, I can divine it by conscience. And from what I see I am sure it...
Il Destino però è un essere capriccioso e beffardo, e un anno dopo avvenne quella che sui libri di storia venne in seguito riportata come . A oggi gli scienziati non sono in grado di spiegarla, si pensa sia dovuta a una sostanza sconosciuta, presen...
You are here and you can’t escape it. Thoughts about why you came to be here and a poor-me mentality will not help you to resolve the situation. You cannot avoid being here now, in this present moment, in this unfortunate predicament. Your choices,...
There are two influences ever present in the world. One is constructive and elevating and comes from our Heavenly Father; the other is destructive and debasing and comes from Lucifer. We have our agency and make our own choice in life subject to thes...
As long as man was in the moolight he desired to reach the moon…there was bliss in the moonlight but the moon itself was distant. Moonlight was near but man longed for the moon…man reached the moon but there he was without moonlight. If one reach...
But a smell shivered him awake. It was a scent as old as the world. It was a hundred aromas of a thousand places. It was the tang of pine needles. It was the musk of sex. It was the muscular rot of mushrooms. It was the spice of oak. Meaty and redole...
The light in that room was a glow; I seem to remember the color green, or perhaps flowers. A pale green sheet covered his inert body but not his head, which lay (eyes closed, mouth set in a tense and terrible grimace) unmoving. Gianluca. Barely able ...
Actually, yeah, I did buy a few new things,” she confirmed, then she teased a little more by adding, “I think Pete is going to really enjoy my outfit tomorrow night.” “Pete seems to like you no matter what you’re wearing,” Luke grumbled. ...
Although it was only a single instrument, each note had the peculiar echoed quality of a thousand harmonics voiced together. There was a whisper behind the strongest note and a shout beneath the softest, and they sang of far off places in long forgot...
I started going over the lines in my head for this French play I’m in at school. I play a rabbit called Janot Lapin, who’s the leader of a group of farm animals. It’s not the most interesting play in the universe, but we only know three verb te...
As a kid, I was taught that if you opened the Bible in the middle you'd probably land on the book of Psalms. And near the middle is everyone's favorite, the 23rd, there is this line: "You prepare a table before in the presence of my enemies." I don't...
You can present the material, but you can't make me care.
The historian, like everyone else, is forever trapped in the egocentric predicament, and 'presentism' is his original sin.
Sometimes I think I live more closely to the past than the present.
There is the past, and there is the future. The present is never more than the single second dividing one from the other.
Growth is limited by the necessity which is present in the least amount. And naturally, the least favorable condition controls the growth rate
It's funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.
The tragedy of this world is that everyone is alone. For a life in the past cannot be shared with the present.
Live in the present, remember the past, and fear not the future, for it doesn't exist and never shall. There is only now.
That was the nature of presents. You kept them in the giver's stead. They were a small part of that person to keep.
I’d wish it were easier to not allow other people’s pasts to create my own present.
