Life is a tragedy for those that feel, a comedy for those that think.
— fortune cookie
No price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.
— Friedrich Nietzsche
I’m not an ambi-turner.
— Derek Zoolander
Once you stop learning, you start dying.
— Albert Einstein
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much or more we should ourselves complain.
— William Shakespeare
Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
— Inigo Montoya
I aim to misbehave
You do not know how paralyzing it is, that staring of a blank canvas which says to the painter: You do not know anything.
— Vincent Van Gogh
I don’t know if I am or I am not.
When I think I am, I find myself worthless
when I think I am not, I find my value.
Like my thoughts, I die and rise again each day
More or less, I am still me.
Speak what you think now in hard words and tomorrow
speak what tomorrow thinks in hard words again,
though it contradict everything you said today
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
I can’t count on yesterday to find my way home.
— Matt Costa
Kisses are a better fate than wisdom
— E. E. Cummings
Everyone hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on. Everyone hurts. You are not alone.
All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.
— Anatole France
A lot of the people who read a bestselling novel, for example, do not read much other fiction. By contrast, the audience for an obscure novel is largely composed of people who read a lot. That means the least popular books are judged by people who have the highest standards, while the most popular are judged by people who literally do not know any better. An American who read just one book this year was disproportionately likely to have read ‘The Lost Symbol’, by Dan Brown. He almost certainly liked it.
He who approaches the temple of the Muses without inspiration in the belief that craftsmanship alone suffices will remain a bungler and his presumptuous poetry will be obscured by the songs of the maniacs.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the the universe.
— Albert Einstein
There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.
— Leonard Cohen