The tyrant dies and his rule is over, the martyr dies and his rule begins.
Machines Dearest, note how these two are alike: This harpsichord pavane by Purcell And the racer's twelve-speed bike. The machinery…
Avoid the crowd. Do your own thinking independently. Be the chess player, not the chess piece.
Fortune hath somewhat the nature of a woman; if she be too much wooed, she is the farther off.