Quotes
Quotes about Lies
A world of facts lies outside and beyond the world of words.
It is in our faults and failings, not in our virtues, that we touch each other, and find sympathy. . . . It is in our follies that we are one.
Families are about love overcoming emotional torture.
Families composed of rugged individualists have to do things obliquely.
Families with babies and families without babies are sorry for each other.
The difference is as great between The optics seeing as the objects seen. All manners take a tincture from our own; Or come discolor'd through out passions shown; Or fancy's beam enlarges, multiplies, Contracts, inverts, and gives ten thousand dyes.
Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engend'red in the eyes, With gazing fed, and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies.
The bow is bent, the arrow flies, The winged shaft of fate.
An autobiography can distort, facts can be realigned. But fiction never lies. It reveals the writer totally.
The truth is that economic competition is the very opposite of competition in the animal kingdom. It is not a competition in the grabbing off of scarce nature-given supplies, as it is in the animal kingdom. Rather, it is a competition in the positive creation of new and additional wealth.
Our supplies of natural resources are not finite in any economic sense. Nor does past experience give reason to expect natural resources to become more scarce. Rather, if history is any guide, natural resources will progressively become less costly, hence less scarce, and will constitute a smaller proportion of our expenses in future years.
Perhaps the most widespread misunderstanding of economics is that it applies solely to financial transactions. Frequently this leads to statements that "there are noneconomic values" to consider. There are, of course, noneconomic values. Indeed, there are only noneconomic values. Economics is not a value itself but merely a method of trading off one value against another.
The fire i' th' flint Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame Provokes itself and like the current flies Each bound it chafes.
Is it where the flow'r of the orange blows, And the fireflies dance thro' the myrtle boughs?
And the fireflies, Wah-wah-taysee, Waved their torches to mislead him.
The fireflies o'er the meadow In pulses come and go.
Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade Glitter like a swarm of fireflies tangled in a silver braid.
Your flag and my flag, And how it flies today In your land and my land And half a world away! Rose-red and blood-red The stripes forever gleam; Snow-white and soul-white-- The good forefathers' dream; Sky-blue and true-blue, with stars to gleam aright-- The gloried guidon of the day, a shelter through the night.
"I cannot raise my worth too high; Of what vast consequence am I!" "Not of the importance you suppose," Replies a Flea upon his nose; "Be humble, learn thyself to scan; Know, pride was never made for man."
We see spiders, flies or ants entombed and preserved forever in amber, a more than royal tomb.
We see how flies, and spiders, and the like, get a sepulchre in amber, more durable than the monument and embalming of the body of any king.
Make yourself honey and the flies will devour you. [Sp., Haceos miel, y paparos han moscas.]
To a boyling pot flies comes not. [To a boiling pot flies come not.]
Flowers are Love's truest language; they betray, Like the divining rods of Magi old, Where precious wealth lies buried, not of gold, But love--strong love, that never can decay!
And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
