It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.
Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
If there must be trouble, let it be in my day, that my child may have peace.
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature.
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
No man is happy without a delusion of some kind. Delusions are as necessary to our happiness as realities.
There are some that only employ words for the purpose of disguising their thoughts.
The test of the morality of a society is what it does for its children.
The past is our definition. We may strive with good reason to escape it, or to escape what is bad in it. But we will escape it only by adding something better to it.
The Internet is the first thing that humanity has built that humanity doesn't understand, the largest experiment in anarchy that we have ever had.
I never teach my pupils, I only attempt to provide the conditions in which they can learn.
What was silent in the father speaks in the son, and often I found in the son the unveiled secret of the father.
We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.
Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done.
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.
It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us.
There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.
Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow
We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.
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