Though I loved the wired world, the new-wave librarians, the avatars and activists, I turned into a dinosaur in that library. I couldn’t help it; I was an old-fashioned writer who loved the ancient books summoned via pneumatic tubes, the archives, ...
great writers are indecent people they live unfairly saving the best part for paper. good human beings save the world so that bastards like me can keep creating art, become immortal. if you read this after I am dead it means I made it.
For the senior officers in Iraq, at least in 2005-2006, the responsibility was to the men at the top, the media, the message, the public back home - anything and everything, it seemed, but the soldiers under their command. And that's the ultimate bet...
No, I don't think I've been defiled. But I haven't been saved, either. There's nobody who can save me right now, Mr. Wind-Up Bird. The world looks totally empty to me. Everything I see around me looks fake. The only thing thay isn't fake is that goos...
Sometimes in composition class, when I have been confronted by someone who simply cannot get the first word written on paper, I give the following advice: Say your essay into a tape recorder and then write it down.
The Men of the Ordeal do not march to save the World, Proyas--at least not first and foremost. They march to save their wives and children. Their tribes and their nations. If they learn that the world, their world, slips into ruin behind them, that t...
Dissociation can enable us to withstand pain and loss under which we would otherwise break. It enables us to survive and pull through. But, a habit of continual dissociation – especially after the trauma has passed – leads to the shut-in feeling ...
I had to ask myself why I'm continuing to engage in behavior I knew hurt. What was my payoff? Did it confirm my belief I was not enough? Did I think I needed to suffer? Did I think I could save him? Why not save myself instead? What a miserable reali...
There is clear evidence from internal investigations in the past that some raters actually see themselves as adversaries to veterans. If a claim can be minimized, then the government has saved money, regardless of the need of the veteran. Just recent...
Out of reach and out of sight Oh my heart will follow you’re light Won’t you hear my heart Need you tonight …. You’re my soul I know it’s true When you’re far I’m missing you Won’t you save my heart Won’t you save my soul Oh your lo...
The human brain has billions of neurons and hundreds of billions of interconnections. It can process more than two million bits of information per second and can remember everything you have ever seen or heard.
Oh, oh, no greater evil is there in this world, than the evil that lies in the hearts of those who repay good with evil. Oh no greater shame be upon anyone in this world, than the shame that be upon the heads of those who will not save the life that ...
Supposedly, the government is in the process of saving us from terrorists. No one has quite figured out who is going to save us from the government. It seems it will have to be us. Part of what we built works great. Part of what we built badly needs ...
This is what people don't understand. When they might see me do something that's not 'God-like,' then they say, 'Well, I thought you were saved?' I am saved. I'm not perfect. I have emotions still. My name's still Gary. These things here are not all ...
The way you challenge Superman is by having things happen very, very quickly in different places and then asking, 'Who does he save first? What powers must he use to save each person or stop each disaster?' That's one of the ways you make him interes...
Diego: Maybe we shouldn't do this. Sid: Why not? Diego: ...Because if we save him he'll grow up to be a hunter. And who do you think he'll hunt? Sid: Maybe because we saved him, he won't hunt us. Diego: Yeah, and maybe he'll grow fur, and a long, ski...
The Childlike Empress: Bastian. Why don't you do what you dream, Bastian? Bastian: But I can't, I have to keep my feet on the ground! The Childlike Empress: Call my name. Bastian, please! Save us! Bastian: All right! I'll do it! I'll save you! I will...
Mother Church Mouse: Friar Tuck, we've saved this. It's not much, but please take it for the poor. Friar Tuck: Your last farthing? Oh, Little Sister, no one can give more than that! [deposits farthing into the poor box] Friar Tuck: Bless you both! Fa...
Ray: [crying] I killed a little boy! [Ken embraces Ray] Ken: Then save the next little boy. Just go away somewhere, get out of this business, and try to do something good. You're not going to help anybody dead. You're not going to bring that boy back...
Save the stonewall to build the levees.
Inflation is the crabgrass in your savings.
