Quote:- So much dependsupona blue carsplattered with mudspeeding down the road.
Love That Dog
Author:- Sharon Creech
Category:- poetry
Quote:- so much dependsupona red wheelbarrowglazed with rainwaterbeside the whitechickens.
Spring and All
Author:- William Carlos Williams
Category:- poetry
Quote:- So much had happened that would have caused lesser men to give up. As Ulloa wrote, theirs had been a mission marked by a "series of labors and hardships, by which the health and vigor of all were in some measure impaired." But they never had, and the fact that they had kept on until they achieved these results spoke volumes about their character. La Condamine and the others may have been deeply flawed human beings---often vain, fractious, and petty---but they had proven themselves to be men of resolve and courage, Enlightenment scientists through and through.
Author:- Robert Whitaker
Category:- science
Quote:- So much of how we think, feel, and live depends on our vision-what we choose to see in any given situation.
Faith Deployed...Again: More Daily Encouragement for Military Wives
Author:- Jocelyn Green
Category:- hope
Quote:- so much of the world is plunged in darkness and chaos...So ring the bells that still can ringForget your perfect offeringThere is a crack in everythingThat’s how the light gets in.
Author:- Leonard Cohen
Category:- poetry
Quote:- So my antagonist said, "Is it impossible that there are flying saucers? Can you prove that it's impossible?" "No", I said, "I can't prove it's impossible. It's just very unlikely". At that he said, "You are very unscientific. If you can't prove it impossible then how can you say that it's unlikely?" But that is the way that is scientific. It is scientific only to say what is more likely and what less likely, and not to be proving all the time the possible and impossible.
Author:- Richard P. Feynman
Category:- science
Quote:- So my dearThat is why I rhymeWhy I waste no timeBecause I see what othersWill not dareI’m willing to question authority Because I’m bold and I care That’s why you say I’m rare
Author:- Aida Mandic
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- So now she's seen it. She [Mack] knows what's out there. It doesn't make any more sense than it did before, but at least she can move from horror, the fear of the unknown, and into terror, the fear of the known. Terror is almost a comfort at this point, a familiar friend.
Hide
Author:- Kiersten White
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- So now you must choose... Are you a child who has not yet become world-weary? Or are you a philosopher who will vow never to become so? To children, the world and everything in it is new, something that gives rise to astonishment. It is not like that for adults. Most adults accept the world as a matter of course. This is precisely where philosophers are a notable exception. A philosopher never gets quite used to the world. To him or her, the world continues to seem a bit unreasonable - bewildering, even enigmatic. Philosophers and small children thus have an important faculty in common. The only thing we require to be good philosophers is the faculty of wonder…
Sophie's World
Author:- Jostein Gaarder
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- So odd a pair, she and he. A duet in code and electron. Age and youth and cynicism and hope. He is quicker than her - more learned by far. But she. She is unafraid. Too young to know failure and the fear it brings. She takes him places he would not have explored by himself.She is catalyst. She is chaos. I can see why he loves her.
Illuminae
Author:- Jay Kristoff
Category:- hope
Quote:- So often in life, the root cause of our pain is not the darkness that surrounds us, but our inability to use faith and hope to power through darkness to find joy and bliss waiting on the other side.
Author:- Tunde Salami
Category:- best
Quote:- So often, we had the tendency of saying, they're the problem. No, they're not the problem. Our heart is the problem. they are just there to show me what is in my heart. They don't put those things in my heart. They don't put the wrath, the bitterness in my heart. Those things are already there. They are the vessels God uses to to release what is in my heart so that I am aware of how black my heart really is.
Author:- Lowell Nelson
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- So one must be resigned to being a clock that measures the passage of time, now out of order, now repaired, and whose mechanism generates despair and love as soon as its maker sets it going? Are we to grow used to the idea that every man relives ancient torments, which are all the more profound because they grow comic with repetition? That human existence should repeat itself, well and good, but that it should repeat itself like a hackneyed tune, or a record a drunkard keeps playing as he feeds coins into the jukebox...
Solaris
Author:- Stanisław Lem
Category:- time,science
Quote:- So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.
In Memoriam
Author:- Lord Alfred Tennyson
Category:- knowledge,poetry
Quote:- So she stood naked in front of the young man and at this moment stopped playing the game.
Laughable Loves
Author:- Milan Kundera
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- So sweet and delicious do I become,when I am in bed with a manwho, I sense, loves and enjoys me,that the pleasure I bring excels all delight,so the knot of love, however tightit seemed before, is tied tighter still.
Poems and Selected Letters
Author:- Veronica Franco
Category:- poetry
Quote:- So Tawang it was for three summers. Three spectacular summers, new friendships and an accidental adventure that is still fresh in my mind.Tawang was and is special in so many ways. Ten thousand feet above sea level, home to the oldest monastery in Asia, with clouds that floated right into the military barracks.
INVICTUS
Author:- Nidhie Sharma
Category:- hope
Quote:- So that others can live in peace, talk about love and peace wherever you go.
Author:- Debasish Mridha
Category:- best,philosophy
Quote:- So that’s how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal theloss, no matter how important the thing that's stolen from us - that'ssnatched right out of our hands - even if we are left completelychanged, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue toplay out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to theend of our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails offbehind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of insurmountable emptiness...Maybe, in some distant place, everything is already, quietly, lost.Or at least there exists a silent place where everything candisappear, melting together in a single, overlapping figure. And aswe live our lives we discover - drawing toward us the thin threadsattached to each - what has been lost. I closed my eyes and tried tobring to mind as many beautiful lost things as I could. Drawing themcloser, holding on to them. Knowing all the while that their livesare fleeting.
Sputnik Sweetheart
Author:- Haruki Murakami
Category:- Relationships