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  • #1
    Carl Sagan
    “One glance at a book and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for 1,000 years. To read is to voyage through time.”
    Carl Sagan

  • #2
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.”
    Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

  • #3
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “But the worst enemy you can meet will always be yourself; you lie in wait for yourself in caverns and forests. Lonely one, you are going the way to yourself! And your way goes past yourself, and past your seven devils! You will be a heretic to yourself and witch and soothsayer and fool and doubter and unholy one and villain. You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame: how could you become new, if you had not first become ashes?”
    Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

  • #4
    Albert Einstein
    “A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”
    Albert Einstein

  • #5
    Edmund Hillary
    “People do not decide to become extraordinary. They decide to accomplish extraordinary things.”
    Edmund Hillary

  • #6
    Franz Kafka
    “April 27. Incapable of living with people, of speaking. Complete immersion in myself, thinking of myself. Apathetic, witless, fearful. I have nothing to say to anyone - never.”
    Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923

  • #7
    Philip K. Dick
    “My schedule for today lists a six-hour self-accusatory depression.”
    Philip K. Dick, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?

  • #8
    Aldous Huxley
    “It is natural to believe in God when you're alone-- quite alone, in the night, thinking about death.”
    Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

  • #9
    Aldous Huxley
    “I'm claiming the right to be unhappy.”
    Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

  • #10
    Aldous Huxley
    “Isn't there something in living dangerously?”
    Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

  • #11
    Ray Bradbury
    “That's the good part of dying; when you've nothing to lose, you run any risk you want.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #12
    Ray Bradbury
    “The average TV commercial of sixty seconds has one hundred and twenty half-second clips in it, or one-third of a second. We bombard people with sensation. That substitutes for thinking.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #13
    Niccolò Machiavelli
    “The lion cannot protect himself from traps, and the fox cannot defend himself from wolves. One must therefore be a fox to recognize traps, and a lion to frighten wolves.”
    Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince

  • #14
    George Orwell
    “To die hating them, that was freedom.”
    George Orwell, 1984

  • #15
    Ray Bradbury
    “Stuff your eyes with wonder. Live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. Ask no guarantees, ask for no security, there never was such an animal. And if there were, it would be related to the great sloth which hangs upside down in a tree all day every day, sleeping its life away. To hell with that . Shake the tree and knock the great sloth down on his ass.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #16
    Ray Bradbury
    “You're not like the others. I've seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. When I said something about the moon, you looked at the moon, last night. The others would never do that. The others would walk off and leave me talking. Or threaten me. No one has time any more for anyone else. You're one of the few who put up with me. That's why I think it's so strange you're a fireman, it just doesn't seem right for you, somehow.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #17
    Ray Bradbury
    “Why aren't you in school? I see you every day wandering around."
    "Oh, they don't miss me," she said. "I'm antisocial, they say. I don't mix. It's so strange. I'm very social indeed. It all depends on what you mean by social, doesn't it? Social to me means talking to you about things like this." She rattled some chestnuts that had fallen off the tree in the front yard. "Or talking about how strange the world is. Being with people is nice. But I don't think it's social to get a bunch of people together and then not let them talk, do you? An hour of TV class, an hour of basketball or baseball or running, another hour of transcription history or painting pictures, and more sports, but do you know, we never ask questions, or at least most don't; they just run the answers at you, bing, bing, bing, and us sitting there for four more hours of film-teacher. That's not social to me at all. It's a lot of funnels and lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not. They run us so ragged by the end of the day we can't do anything but go to bed or head for a Fun Park to bully people around, break windowpanes in the Window Smasher place or wreck cars in the Car Wrecker place with the big steel ball. Or go out in the cars and race on the streets, trying to see how close you can get to lampposts, playing 'chicken' and 'knock hubcaps.' I guess I'm everything they say I am, all right. I haven't any friends. That's supposed to prove I'm abnormal. But everyone I know is either shouting or dancing around like wild or beating up one another. Do you notice how people hurt each other nowadays?”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #18
    Kate Morton
    “It is a cruel, ironical art, photography. The dragging of captured moments into the future; moments that should have been allowed to be evaporate into the past; should exist only in memories, glimpsed through the fog of events that came after. Photographs force us to see people before their future weighed them down....”
    Kate Morton, The House at Riverton



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