“Some have felt that these blundering lives are due to the inconvenient indefiniteness with which the Supreme Power has fashioned the natures of women: if there were one level of feminine incompetence as strict as the ability to count three and no more, the social lot of women might be treated with scientific certitude. Meanwhile the indefiniteness remains, and the limits of variation are really much wider than any one would imagine from the sameness of women's coiffure and the favorite love-stories in prose and verse. Here and there a cygnet is reared uneasily among the ducklings in the brown pond, and never finds the living stream in fellowship with its own oary-footed kind. Here and there is born a Saint Theresa, foundress of nothing, whose loving heart-beats and sobs after an unattained goodness tremble off and are dispersed among hindrances, instead of centring in some long-recognizable deed.”
― Middlemarch
― Middlemarch
“It is essential to understand our brains in some detail if we are to assess correctly our place in this vast and complicated universe we see all around us.”
― What Mad Pursuit: A Personal View of Scientific Discovery
― What Mad Pursuit: A Personal View of Scientific Discovery
“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”
― The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”
― The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
“Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai
Whose Doorways are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his Hour or two, and went his way.”
― The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
Whose Doorways are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his Hour or two, and went his way.”
― The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
“The moving finger writes; and, having writ, moves on: nor all thy piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all thy tears wash out a word of it.
-- Omar Khayyam
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Nor will I: ever write a word that fades in light, this I must be certain; else lay desolate at bight. <3”
― Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
-- Omar Khayyam
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Nor will I: ever write a word that fades in light, this I must be certain; else lay desolate at bight. <3”
― Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
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