Famous Quotes & Sayings

Thomas Carlyle

What we become depends on what we read after all the professors have finished with us. The greatest university of all is the collection of books.

Rosecrans Baldwin

Bookstores don't exactly dot the American highway in the grand manner of Sbarros.

M. K. Hobson

I love those books like 'Gone with the Wind,' the huge, sweeping family sagas.

Margaret Johnson

The Gainesville Chamber of Commerce organized a drive to collect books to be donated to the Gainesville Victory ship. Two hundred books were collected.

Kass James

The performance is part of a larger picture. Getting up and performing poetry in front of big crowds is another way for these kids to view their lives from a different perspective, and we want the kids in our program 20 years from now to be reading the books some of these kids have written.

Thomas Carlyle

What we become depends on what we read after all the professors have finished with us. The greatest university of all is the collection of books.

Here's a good thing to do if you go to a party and you don't know anybody: First take out the garbage. Then go around and collect any extra garbage that people might have, like a crumpled napkin, and take that out too. Pretty soon people will want to meet the busy garbage guy.

Octavio Dotel

This is huge in my country. Just huge.

Sydney Smith

Life is to be fortified by many friendships. To love and to be loved is the greatest happiness of existence.

Albert Einstein

Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you mine are still greater.

Albert Einstein

Peace cannot be kept by force; it can only be achieved by understanding.

Albert Einstein

The only thing more dangerous than ignorance is arrogance

Algernon Charles Swinburne

There lived a singer in France of old By the tideless dolorous midland sea. In a land of sand and rain and gold There shone one woman, and none but she.

Algernon Charles Swinburne

Love, as is told by the seers of old, Comes as a butterfly tipped with gold, Flutters and flies in sunlit skies, Weaving round hearts that were one time cold.

Algernon Charles Swinburne

Marvellous mercies and infinite love.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

O Love! they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying! And answer, echoes, answer! dying, dying, dying.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.