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Tony Buzan

Tony Buzan (2 June 1942 – 13 April 2019) was a British writer and educational consultant. He developed mind mapping and coined the term mental literacy. Buzan was born in London and received double Honours in psychology, English, mathematics and the General Sciences from the University of British Columbia in 1964. He was probably best known for his book, Use Your Head, his promotion of mnemonic systems and his mind-mapping techniques.

The Mind Map Book, Buzan and Buzan (1991)

 * Did you know that you use less than 1% of your brain? The good news is that mind mapping can help you to access the other 99%!
 * The mind map will change your life.
 * The world is historically mentally illiterate.
 * Even traditionally well educated and literate individuals are significantly restricted by the fact that they are able to use only a fraction of the biological and conceptual thinking tools which are available (the mind map)
 * Normal linear note taking and writing will put you into a semi-hypnotic trance, while mind mapping will greatly enhance your left and right brain cognitive skills.
 * As knowledge of the alphabet and its permutations and combinations is to traditional literacy, and as a knowledge of numbers and their permutations and combinations is to mathematics, so a knowledge of the biological and conceptual alphabets of the brain and its apparently infinite permutations and combinations is to mental literacy.
 * The human brain has left and right brain symmetry with its own nature and can process information which initially appears to have no pattern or order. However, the brain has the ability to process visual information much more efficiently.
 * The old linear pattern of thinking by reading and describing from left to right, top to bottom has many problems in organizing information coming from eyes, ears, etc. For example, the ability to read and understand the context of a book is different from memorizing them simply as sentences.
 * During the renaissances in thinking led by Shakespeare and Goethe, the first new development in memory techniques for 1,700 years appeared: the Major System. This was the first system that enabled the user to transfer easily and instantaneously from numbers to letters, thus creating the opportunity for a system that could stretch from zero to an infinite number, and which allowed the user to translate any word into its own special number, and any number into its own special letter. This multiplied the opportunity for developing memory techniques 100-fold.

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The Taking of Pelham One Two Three (1974 film)

The Taking of Pelham One Two Three is a 1974 film about armed men who hijack a New York City subway car and demand a ransom or they will begin killing its passengers. They must also contrive a way to escape the "closed system" of the NYC subway system.
 * Directed by Joseph Sargent. Written by Peter Stone, based on the novel by John Godey.

Everyone read it. Now you can live it. (taglines)

Mr. Blue

 * Now, then, ladies and gentlemen, do you see this gun? It fires 750 rounds of nine millimeter ammunition per minute.  In other words, if all of you simultaneously were to rush me, not a single one of you would get any closer than you are right now.  I do hope I've made myself understood.
 * You a policeman? [cop nods] Well done. The mayor will go to your funeral. [raises his gun and points it at the cop's head]

Lt. Zachary 'Z' Garber

 * These are the assignment desks, one for each of the lines. This is the BMT, the IRT. Here's the IND.  There's our artist in residence.  And right through here's our operations lieutenant, Enrico Patrone, who on weekends works for the mafia.
 * The guy who's talking's got a heavy English accent. He could be a fruitcake.

Lt. Rico Patrone

 * We had a bomb scare in the Bronx yesterday, but it turned out to be a cantaloupe.
 * [about Lt. Garber] Even great men have to pee.

Ptl. James

 * [six people have been shot] Bully.

Hooker

 * Listen, you little prick. 20 bucks wouldn't buy you a good night kiss.
 * Hey, wait a minute! Wait a minute! Can't anybody count?  They all four got off!  There's nobody driving the fucking train!

Others

 * Caz Dolowicz: Oh, come on. If I've got to watch my language just because they let a few broads in, I'm going to quit.  How the hell can you run a goddamn railroad without swearing?
 * Frank Correll: Whaddaya mean, you haven't got any buses? Go out and hijack some!
 * The Mayor: All I know is I am the goddamn Mayor of the goddamn City of New York.

Dialogue

 * Correll: Don't bug me, Garber. I've got problems.
 * Lt. Garber: Oh, yeah? What's the matter?
 * Correll: Oh, nothing: a train is down, its radio's dead, the power's off, and it's dumped its load. Aside from that, everything's ginger peachy.

 * Mr. Blue: What did they catch you doing?
 * Mr. Green: Nothing. They framed me.  The beakies needed a fall guy.
 * Mr. Blue: The beakies?
 * Mr. Green: Transit cops. Undercover guys.  They got wind of a gang passing dope, you know, transporting from downtown uptown and giving it to a motorman, somebody picking it up in Harlem.  They tried to pin the evidence on me, but they didn't find anything.
 * Mr. Blue: You were innocent?
 * Mr. Green: Course I was innocent. Do you think I'd do a thing like that?  What's the matter with you?

 * Mr. Green: What's your name, motorman?
 * Denny Doyle: Uh, Doyle, sir. Denny Doyle.
 * Mr. Green: Ever get written up?
 * Denny Doyle: Uh, yes, sir. Once.
 * Mr. Green: What for?
 * Denny Doyle: Running a red signal. How about you?
 * Mr. Green: Twice. Once on the Canarsie...
 * Mr. Blue: (clearly irked) That's right, Mr. Green. Tell Mr. Doyle all about yourself, will you?

 * Mr. Green: I'm taking your brake handle and reverse key, Denny. I want your cutting key also.  That's it.
 * Mr. Blue: You'll be hearing from Command Center in a minute or two. You won't answer.  You'll ignore the call.  Is that clear, Mr. Doyle?
 * Denny Doyle: Oh yes, sir, they can call all they want to. I'm deaf.

 * Mr. Blue: Be quiet! Now be quiet! Nothing will happen as long as you obey my orders.
 * African American: Shit, man, that's what they said in Vietnam, and I still got my ass shot full of lead.
 * Mr. Gray: Shut your mouth, nigger! And keep it shut!
 * Mr. Blue: Mr. Gray!

 * Mr. Blue: I once had a man shot for talking to me like that.
 * Mr. Gray: Yeah, well, that's the difference between you and me. I've always done my own killing.

 * Lt. Patrone: What's up, Z?
 * Lt. Garber: You won't believe it.
 * Lt. Patrone: You know me. I'll believe anything.
 * Lt. Garber: A train's been hijacked.
 * Lt. Patrone: I don't believe it.

 * Lt. Patrone: Lex 28, Lex 28 come in please.
 * Patrolman James: Patrolman James.
 * Lt. Patrone: This is Lieutenant Patrone, Operations. Where are you now?
 * Patrolman James: 28th Street, southbound. Hey look, Lieutenant, everything has cooled out. I mean nothing's happening. Now what's going on?
 * Lt. Patrone: Look don't react to this... but a train's been hijacked.
 * Patrolman James: Holy shit!

 * Correll: Christ, to hear you plead with that chickenshit makes me ashamed to be an American.
 * Lt. Garber: Go away, will you, Frank? Go play with your trains.

 * Mayor: Warren, I've thought it over. I know what we're going to do.
 * Deputy Mayor: You tell me.
 * Mayor: We're going to let 'em keep the goddamn subway train. Hell, we've got plenty of them; we'll never even miss it.
 * Deputy Mayor: How about the 18 hostages, Al? Are we going to miss them?
 * Mayor: Warren, goddammit, this city hasn't got a million dollars!
 * Deputy Mayor: Then you better empty out one of your Swiss bank accounts because there's no other way out.
 * Mayor: Don't we even get to think about it?
 * Deputy Mayor: There's no time.
 * Mayor: All right. I still want the full picture.  Get me the police commissioner, the chairman of the Transit Authority, and that putz we've got for a Comptroller.
 * Deputy Mayor: (getting more annoyed at Al's cowardice) They're on their way over now, but it's no good running to them, Al. You're the mayor!  The buck stops with you.
 * Mayor: Oh, shit!
 * Deputy Mayor: (disgust evident in his voice) God help us.
 * Mayor: Shit! Piss!  Fuck!

 * Caz Dolowicz: When did the power go? Hey, conductor, when did the power go?
 * Conductor: Who wants to know?
 * Caz Dolowicz: Me! The supervisor of the Grand Central Tower wants to know!
 * Conductor: Oh yes, sir, a couple of minutes ago. Hey, what happened down there?  A man go under?
 * Caz Dolowicz: Who wants to know?

 * Lt. Patrone: Z, they just drew first blood, that supervisor from Grand Central Tower. We don't know his name, they just killed him.
 * Lt. Garber: Oh God. Thanks, Rico.  Frank, do you know who went down to 28th St. from Grand Central?
 * Correll: Yeah, Caz Dolowicz. Why?
 * Lt. Garber: Geeze, I knew him.
 * Correll: Hey, what do you mean you knew him?
 * Lt. Garber: They just shot him.
 * Correll: Dead? Caz?  Fat Caz?
 * Lt. Garber: Yeah.
 * Correll: Awww, shit!

 * Correll: Boy, I never thought I'd see the day when talking to murderers took priority over running a railroad.
 * Lt. Garber: Get off it, will you, Frank? My only priority is saving the lives of these passengers.
 * Correll: Screw the goddamn passengers! What the hell did they expect for their lousy 35 cents - to live forever?
 * Lt. Garber: Oh, you're beautiful. [into mike] Do you read me, Pelham One Two Three?
 * Correll: If I was running things, I'd go in there with guns and tear gas and blast them out.
 * Lt. Garber: Yeah, well you're not running things, so why don't you start doing your own work and let the police do theirs, huh?
 * Correll: Like that lily-livered cop on the train, huh? When the hell's he going to start shooting?
 * Lt. Garber: We don't even know if it is a he. [into mike] Do you read me, Pelham One Two Three?
 * Correll: Lady cops - what the hell good are they? She probably can't even find her gun in her goddamn purse!

 * Mr. Blue: It is 2:24, Lieutenant, you've got forty-nine minutes.
 * Lt. Garber: Be reasonable, will you? We're trying to cooperate with you but we can't do anything if you don't give us enough time to work with.
 * Mr. Blue: Forty-nine minutes.
 * Lt. Garber: We're dealing with City Hall, for God's sake, you know what a mess of red tape that is?
 * Mr. Blue: Forty-nine minutes.
 * Lt. Garber: Look, fella, we know how to tell time as well as you do, but we're not gonna get anywhere if all you do is repeat forty-nine minutes!
 * Mr. Blue: Forty-eight minutes.
 * Lt. Garber: Yeah, all right, we'll get back to you as soon as we can. [after shutting off the mike] Son of a bitch.

 * Deputy Mayor: All right, Al. You've heard from the Three Wise Men. Now what do you say?
 * Mayor: What are THEY going to say, Warren?
 * Deputy Mayor: "They" who?
 * Mayor: Who? Everybody - the press, the man on the street.
 * Mayor's wife: He means the voters.
 * Deputy Mayor: You know what they're going to say. The Times is going to support you. The News is going to knock you. The Post will take both sides at the same time. The rich will support you, likewise the blacks, and the Puerto Ricans won't give a shit. So come on, Al, quit stalling!
 * Mayor: Will you stop bullying everybody, Warren? This is supposed to be a democracy!
 * Deputy Mayor: Wise up, for chrissake, we're trying to run a city, not a goddamn democracy! Al, quit farting around - we've got to pay!
 * Mayor: Jessie, Jessie, what do you say?
 * Mayor's wife: I know a million dollars sounds like a lot of money. But just think what you'll get in return.
 * Mayor: What?
 * Mayor's wife: Eighteen sure votes.
 * Mayor: All right, all right. Warren, Warren, arrange for the payoff!
 * Deputy Mayor: Hallelujah! Alright, fellas, you heard him. Phil, pass the word to the bad guys that we're coughing up. Sid, what bank do we do the most business with?
 * Transit Authority Chairman: City National Trust. I'll give them a call.
 * Deputy Mayor: I'll call. You'll take an hour trying to knock down the interest rate.

 * Mayor: Jesse, I think I handled it alright huh?
 * Mayor's Wife: You're a regular Fiorello LaGuardia.

 * Mayor: Warren, suppose the hijackers start shooting at me?
 * Deputy Mayor: Will you stop? They have no reason to shoot at you.
 * Mayor: Why - do you think they're from out of town?
 * Deputy Mayor: Get dressed, Al. I'll do the jokes.

 * Mr. Blue: Ladies and gentlemen, it might interest you to know that the City of New York has agreed to pay for your release.
 * [Hostages cheer]
 * Old Man: Excuse me, sir. Do you mind telling me how much you're getting?
 * Mr. Blue: Why does that concern you, sir?
 * Old Man: A man likes to know his worth.
 * Mr. Blue: One million dollars.
 * Old Man: That's not so terrific.

 * Lt. Garber: Frank, how much longer before the track's clear all the way to South Ferry?
 * Correll: You mean before this railroad is so totally fucked up it'll take a computer to put it back together?
 * Lt. Garber: Yes, Frank, that's what I meant.
 * Correll: About five or six minutes. I got a snag over at Brooklyn Bridge.

 * Patrolman Miskowsky: This is a million dollars?
 * Patrolman O'Keefe: It's what it buys, Albert, not what it weighs.

 * Inspector Daniels: Garber, I just had a terrible thought: suppose they're not on the train? What if they set the throttle and jumped off? While we're chasing the train, they're sneaking out of an emergency exit somewhere behind us.
 * Lt. Garber: Ingenious thought, sir, except for one thing: it's impossible.
 * Inspector Daniels: Why?
 * Lt. Garber: Little gizmo known as a dead man's feature. It was built into the controller handle in case a motorman should ever drop dead. The controller handle has to have a man's hand pressing down on it hard at all times. Otherwise, the thing don't work. The train stops cold.
 * Inspector Daniels: Uh-huh. I see.
 * Lt. Garber: Nice try, though.

 * Correll: I don't give a rat's ass for your fucking instructions. I'm not lifting a finger to help the killers of Caz Dolowicz. [Grabbed by the shirt by Lt.Garber] Hey, Jesus!
 * Lt. Garber: Now you listen to me, you dumb son of a bitch. You don't do what I tell you, you'll be having dinner tonight with Caz Dolowicz!

 * Lt. Patrone: Wait a minute, I think I just figured out how they're gonna get away.
 * Lt. Garber: I'm listening.
 * Lt. Patrone: They're going to fly the train to Cuba.
 * Lt. Garber: You're a sick man, Rico.

 * Lt. Garber: Rico, she's moving.
 * Lt. Patrone: Who's moving?
 * Lt. Garber: Who do you think? Pelham!

 * Lt. Garber: Inspector Daniels? She's moving, sir.
 * Inspector Daniels: Who's moving?
 * Lt. Garber: What's the matter with everybody? How many hijacked trains have we got around here, anyway?

 * Lt. Garber: Rico, you want to make yourself useful? Get personnel and tell them to get together a list of all motormen discharged for cause during the past five to ten years.
 * Lt. Patrone: What are you looking for?
 * Lt. Garber: Somebody down there knows how to drive a train. You don't pick that up watching Sesame Street. Tell them we want it today.

 * Lt. Patrone: (on phone) get that list out on the wire, will you, Wally? Tell 'em it's top priority!
 * Lt. Garber: (returning to Transit Police HQ) What have you got, Rico?
 * Lt. Patrone: We got positive identification on the three dead men.
 * Lt. Garber: (reading the ID cards) George Stever. Professional guy, huh?
 * Lt. Patrone: From St. Louis.
 * Lt. Garber: (muttering) Yeah, I know how to read, Rico. (aloud) Giuseppe Benvenuto, alias Joe Welcome.  Where's the English guy, the guy who fried himself?
 * Lt. Patrone: No card on him, but we got a confirm on his prints from Immigration. His name's Bernard Ryder, mercenary soldier.  Between wars, I guess.
 * Lt. Garber: None of these guys knows how to drive a train, that means it's the motorman who's missing. Did you get that list of motormen who were discharged for cause I asked you to get?
 * Lt. Patrone: Yeah - seventy-eight names.
 * Lt. Garber: Seventy-eight?
 * Lt. Patrone: Yeah, but it's not that bad. Eight are dead, twenty-two were rehired, eleven are in jail, twenty-six moved away, one's in a mental institution, and another's a member of the New York Police Department.
 * Lt. Garber: That's our man right there.
 * Lt. Patrone: Sorry to disappoint you, Zachary, but he was accounted for.

 * Lt. Garber: Inspector, that short move they made between 28th Street and 17th Street - why did they do that?
 * Inspector Daniels: I don't know.
 * Lt. Garber: Suppose they wanted to do something they didn't want anybody else to know about?
 * Inspector Daniels: Like what?
 * Lt. Garber: Like jumping off the train! Turn around, Inspector, we're going back to 17th Street.
 * Inspector Daniels: Like hell we are!
 * Lt. Garber: They are not on the train. I'm sure of it!
 * Inspector Daniels: Look, Garber, I suggested that in the first place and you shot me down. Something about a dead man's feature?
 * Lt. Garber: But they figured out how to beat that! That's their plan! That's what they started with!
 * Inspector Daniels: [to his driver] Turn this thing around and burn rubber.

 * Inspector Daniels: You better be right about this, Garber.
 * Lt. Garber: Well, even if I am, it's probably too late.

 * Hispanic Woman: We're gonna be killed!
 * Old Man: Stop it! nobody's gonna get killed.
 * Black Woman: The hell of a lot you know, old man!
 * Old Man: But I do know, I've been riding the subways before you were born, I'm an expert. You see they have something called stoppers or sticker or something like that and whenever a train goes by a red light these things automatically stop it.
 * Pimp: There's just one thing, baby!
 * Old Man: What's that?
 * Pimp: They're all green!

 * Mr. Blue: Excuse me, do you people still execute in this state?
 * Lt. Garber: What? Oh, execute.  No, not at the moment.
 * Mr. Blue: Pity.
 * [he then touches the third rail and electrocutes himself]

 * Lt. Garber: [identifying himself as they drive up to the toll booth] Transit Authority.
 * Toll Booth Officer: Still gotta pay.
 * Lt. Garber: Hey, your name is Lattimer?
 * Toll Booth Officer: What about it?
 * Lt. Garber: Well, just answer a question, would you please, fella?
 * Toll Booth Officer: Look, I don't work for you guys anymore. You don't get shit from me.
 * Lt. Garber: Hey, can you account for your whereabouts today, Mr. Lattimer?
 * Toll Booth Officer: Are you trying to connect me with that hijacking? Forget it! I've been here since 2:30 this afternoon.
 * Lt. Garber: You sure?
 * Toll Booth Officer: Sure? Ask anybody.
 * Lt. Garber: Don't worry, we will.
 * [they start to drive away]
 * Toll Booth Officer: Hold it! It's still gonna be 50 cents.

Taglines

 * "We are going to kill one passenger a minute until New York City pays us 1 million dollars."
 * Before this train reaches the next station, it will become the scene of the most spectacular hijack ever attempted.
 * Everyone read it. Now you can live it.
 * No other hijack was ever like this.

Cast

 * Walter Matthau - Lt. Zachary 'Z' Garber
 * Robert Shaw - Mr. Blue - Bernard Ryder
 * Martin Balsam - Mr. Green - Harold Longman
 * Hector Elizondo - Mr. Grey - Joe Welcome
 * Earl Hindman - Mr. Brown - George Steever
 * James Broderick - Denny Doyle
 * Dick O'Neill - Frank Correll
 * Lee Wallace - Al, the Mayor
 * Tom Pedi - Caz Dolowicz
 * Beatrice Winde - Mrs. Jenkins
 * Jerry Stiller - Lt. Rico Patrone
 * Julius Harris - Inspector Daniels
 * Tony Roberts - Deputy Mayor Warren LaSalle
 * Nathan George - Ptl. James
 * Rudy Bond - Phil, Police Commissioner
 * Kenneth McMillan - Harry, Borough Commander
 * Doris Roberts - Jessie, Mayor's Wife

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José Canseco

José Canseco Capas, Jr. (born July 2, 1964) is a former outfielder and designated hitter in Major League Baseball, and is the twin brother of former major league player Ozzie Canseco.

Quotes

 * It's done a lot of players a lot of good. And obviously, this drug is a drug where it's dose-related. Anything in overdose will destroy your liver. I mean, look at cigarettes and look at liquor. Cigarettes says on the packet, this will kill you; it will cause cancer; and you're still smoking it.
 * Real Time with Bill Maher, 25 February 2005
 * I am and will always be just simply a baseball [sic] player, my tomb stone will just say. Baseball.
 * Twitter, 12 December 2010

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Louis Agassiz

Jean Louis Rodolphe Agassiz (28 May 1807 – 14 December 1873) was a Swiss-born American zoologist, glaciologist, and geologist and one of the first world-class American scientists. He was the husband of educator Elizabeth Cabot Cary Agassiz.

Quotes

 * But whatever its defects, the classification of Linnæus was the first attempt at grouping animals together according to certain common structural characters.
 * Methods of Study in Natural History (1863), ch. 1, p. 7

 * '''The time has come when scientific truth must cease to be the property of the few, when it must be woven into the common life of the world.
 * Methods of Study in Natural History (1863), ch. 4, p. 42

 * The crust of our earth is a great cemetery, where the rocks are tombstones on which the buried dead have written their own epitaphs.
 * Geological Sketches (1870), ch. 2, p. 31

 * The eye of the trilobite tells us that the sun shone on the old beach where he lived; for there is nothing in nature without a purpose, and when so complicated an organ was made to receive light, there must have been light to enter it.
 * Geological Sketches (1870), ch. 2, pp. 31–32

 * Foldings of the earth's crust, low hills, extensive plains, mountain-chains and narrow valleys, broad table-lands and wide valleys, local chimneys or volcanoes, river-beds, lake-basins, inland seas,—such are some of the phenomena which, disconnected as they seem at first glance, have nevertheless been brought under certain principles, and explained according to definite physical laws.
 * Geological Sketches (1870), ch 4, p. 98

 * The facts will eventually test all our theories, and they form, after all, the only impartial jury to which we can appeal.
 * Geological Sketches (1870), ch. 9, p. 234

 * The world has arisen in some way or another. How it originated is the great question, and Darwin's theory, like all other attempts to explain the origin of life, is thus far merely conjectural. I believe he has not even made the best conjecture possible in the present state of our knowledge.
 * Evolution and Permanence of Type (1874)

 * Every great scientific truth goes through three stages. First, people say it conflicts with the Bible. Next they say it has been discovered before. Lastly they say they always believed it.
 * As quoted in A Dictionary of Scientific Quotations (1991) edited by Alan L. Mackay, (p. 2)

Quotes about Agassiz

 * Therefore, Agassiz says that when a new doctrine is presented, it must go through three stages. First, people say that it isn't true, then that it is against religion, and, in the third stage, that it has long been known.
 * Karl Ernst von Baer, "Über Prof. Nic. Wagner's Entdeckung von Larven die sich fortpflanzen, und über die Pädogenesis überhaupt" (1866), trans. Stephen Jay Gould, The Structure of Evolutionary Theory (2002), p. 1021

 * In the subsequent meetings of the society, the geologist William Barton Rogers would skillfully dismantle most of these arguments. Rogers was the soon-to-be-president of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. In his debates with Agassiz he employed an encyclopedic knowledge of North American geology to show that most of his opponent’s claims were either false or partially true at best. But Agassiz cared little for debating the topic; he was not interested in debating a subject about which he was already certain. As far as he was concerned, his own theory of special creation rendered Darwin’s null and void. This was one of the reasons he preferred discussing the topic with members of the Saturday Club, who were far more sympathetic to his ideas and who were also more likely to shape public opinion about Darwinian theory than a handful of scientific specialists.
 * Randall Fuller, The Book That Changed America (2017), ISBN 978-0-525-42833-6, pp. 148-149

In his old place our Poet's vis-à-vis, The great PROFESSOR, strong, broad-shouldered, square, In life's rich noontide, joyous, debonair. His social hour no leaden care alloys, His laugh rings loud and mirthful as a boy's,— That lusty laugh the Puritan forgot,— What ear has heard it and remembers not? How often, halting at some wide crevasse Amid the windings of his Alpine pass, High up the cliffs, the climbing mountaineer, Listening the far-off avalanche to hear, Silent, and leaning on his steel-shod staff, Has heard that cheery voice, that ringing laugh, From the rude cabin whose nomadic walls Creep with the moving glacier as it crawls! How does vast Nature lead her living train In ordered sequence through that spacious brain, As in the primal hour when Adam named The new-born tribes that young creation claimed!— How will her realm be darkened, losing thee, Her darling, whom we call our AGASSIZ!
 * There, at the table's further end I see
 * Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. "At the Saturday Club" (1884) as quoted in The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes: In Three Volumes (1895) Vol.3 p. 122

 * Agassiz... was doomed to help the cause he hated. Agassiz not only maintained the fact of the progressive advance in organisation of the inhabitants of the earth at each successive geological epoch, but he insisted upon the analogy of the steps of this progression with those by which the embryo advances to the adult condition, among the highest forms of each group. In fact, in endeavoring to support these views he went a good way beyond the limits of any cautious interpretation of the facts then known.
 * Thomas Henry Huxley, The Advance of Science in the Last Half-Century (1889)

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Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat

Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat is an operatic musical first produced in 1972 and first played on Broadway in 1982. It was written by Andrew Lloyd Webber and Tim Rice. Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat was the first time these two men worked together before later collaborating to create two more musicals: Jesus Christ Superstar and Evita.

Narrator

 * Way, way back, many centuries ago, not long after the Bible began, Jacob lived in the land of Canaan, a fine example of a family man.

 * Don't give up Joseph. Fight 'til you drop. We've read the book and you come out on top.

Joseph
Close every door to me Hide all the world from me Bar all the windows And shut out the light

Do what you want with me Hate me and laugh at me Darken my daytime And torture my night If my life were important I Would ask will I live or die But I know the answers lie Far from this world

Close every door to me Keep those I love from me Children of Israel Are never alone For I know I shall find My own peace of mind For I have been promised A land of my own

Children's Choir: Close every door to me Hide all the world from me Bar all the windows And shut out the light Aaaaaaahhhhhhh

Joseph: Just give me a number Instead of my name Forget all about me And let me decay I do not matter I'm only one person Destroy me completely Then throw me away If my life were important I Would ask will I live or die But I know the answers lie Far from this world Close every door to me

Joseph, Children's Choir: Keep those I love from me Children of Israel Are never alone For we know we shall find Our own peace of mind For we have been promised A land of our own

Jacob

 * Joseph's mother, she was quite my favorite wife; I never really loved another all my life. Joseph was my joy, because he reminded me of her.

 * There's one less place at the table; there is one more tear in my eye!

Chorus of Joseph's Brothers

 * Being told we're also-rans does not make us Joseph fans.

 * There's one more angel in heaven, there's one more star in the sky. Joseph, the things that you stood for like truth and life, never die.

Reuben

 * Father, we've something to tell you, a story of our time; a tragic, but inspirin' tale, of manhood in its prime.

Original 1982 Broadway Cast

 * Laurie Beechman - ''Narrator
 * Gordon Stanley - ''Jacob
 * Robert Hyman - ''Reuben
 * Kenneth Bryan - ''Simeon
 * Steve McNaughton - ''Levi
 * Charlie Serrano - ''Napthali

 * David Asher - ''Asher
 * James Rich - ''Dan
 * Doug Voet - ''Zebulon
 * Barry Tarallo - ''Gad
 * Phillip Carrubba - ''Benjamin
 * Stephen Hope - ''Judah
 * Bill Hutton - ''Joseph
 * David Ardao - ''Ismaelites
 * Tom Carder - ''Ismaelites
 * David Ardao - ''Potiphar
 * Randon Lo - ''Mrs. Potiphar
 * Kenneth Bryan - ''Butler
 * Barry Tarallo - ''Baker
 * Tom Carder - ''Pharaoh

 * Tim Rice - ''Lyrics
 * Andrew Lloyd Webber - ''Music


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The Manhattan Project (film)

The Manhattan Project is a 1986 film about a teen and his girlfriend who make an atomic bomb with plutonium stolen from a scientist dating his mother.
 * Directed by Marshall Brickman. Written by Thomas Baum and Marshall Brickman.

Paul Stevens' high school science project has gotten a little out of hand. He just built an atomic bomb. Now he's got 11 hours to make sure it doesn't work.taglines

Dr. Matthewson

 * It's the purest plutonium in the universe. Pretty, isn't it?
 * I just happen to have access to one of the sexiest lasers in the entire free world.
 * Oh, what did you want us to do? Put up a neon sign that says 'Secret Weapons Laboratory'?
 * You try to tough it out with them, they'll lock you in a room and throw away the room.
 * [as they are about to disarm the bomb] Anybody want to make a bet?

Paul Stevens

 * Hey, Mister, I betcha can't guess what I've got in this box. An atomic bomb.
 * I never thought I'd say this to anyone, but I gotta go get the atomic bomb from out of the car.
 * [after being drugged] Jenny. I love you, Jenny. I wanna be your wife.

Lt. Colonel Conroy

 * [to Matthewson] You are what you are, Doctor - a son of a bitch, like the rest of us. Now do what needs to be done.
 * You mean I'm gonna die because some asshole didn't bring a pair of pliers?

Other

 * Student: [about Paul] What's the problem? Was he sexually abusing the hamsters or something?

Dialogue

 * Scientist #1: [about Matthewson] He'd get the Nobel if he could publish.
 * Scientist #2: Publish?
 * Scientist #1: I said 'if'.

 * Elizabeth: And you're interested in a one bedroom sublet, furnished? Any special requirements?
 * Matthewson: It should be quiet and in an English-speaking country.

 * Jenny: A five-leaf clover. Where did you find it?
 * Paul: Growing outside that lab. You know the odds of that kind of mutation happening naturally, without chemicals or radiation or something?
 * Jenny: What?
 * Paul: There are none. I looked it up, it's like a billion to one. It never happens.
 * Jenny: Maybe you're just very lucky.
 * [Paul hands Jenny a mass of five-leaf clovers]
 * Jenny: Oh my God.

 * Jenny: This isn't funny. Do you know what this is like? It's like when you read about, I don't know, Anne Frank or something and you say to yourself, Jesus why didn't they do something. The whole world is collapsing. They just sat around, life as usual, myabe it'll go away, but it never goes away it only gets worse and nobody thinks about the future. What's the matter?
 * Paul: Who's Anne Frank?
 * Jenny: Um, a girl in my English class.

 * Jenny: If we get killed we won't have any future.
 * Paul: Of course we will. You always have a future.

 * Scientist: [reading a lab report on the plutonium sample that Paul has replaced] Water, citric acid, sodium laureth sulfate, hydrolyzed animal protein, glycerin, USFDA coloring #5.
 * Matthewson: What the hell is it?
 * Scientist: It's shampoo.

 * Matthewson: This is terrible, I feel like a perfect ass.
 * Elizabeth: Nobody's perfect.

 * Eccles: I invented a way of using insects as a dietary supplement for humans. Beetles, ants, mosquitoes. You grind them up -- low cholesterol.
 * Jeffery: Shut up, Eccles. That's disgusting. My project is quite fascinating. I took six common toads and froze them in liquid nitrogen for six months.

 * Matthewson: What do you think you're doing?
 * Paul: Well I thought we'd start out with kissing, and then we might move onto the fancy stuff.

 * Jenny: Why are you doing this?
 * Moore: Because life, my dear, is more than just freezing toads.

 * Elizabeth: Paul, did you build an atomic bomb?
 * Paul: Only a little one.

 * Official: Sir, what about evacuation?
 * Lt. Colonel Conroy: Evacuation? Of who?
 * Official: The people.
 * Lt. Colonel Conroy: Oh, you mean New York, Pennsylvania, Vermont, Canada... those people?

Taglines

 * Paul Stevens' high school science project has gotten a little out of hand. He just built an atomic bomb. Now he's got 11 hours to make sure it doesn't work.
 * The switch is set... The clock has started... Time's running out!

Cast

 * John Lithgow - Dr. John Mathewson
 * Christopher Collet - Paul Stephens
 * Cynthia Nixon - Jenny Anderman
 * Jill Eikenberry - Elizabeth Stephens
 * John Mahoney - Lt. Colonel Conroy

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Talk:Vermont

vermont is the only state thats been quoted. wow.

i dont know if its a quote but this is something that ive always liked "There are some who argue that "Mud" should be officially recognized as Vermont's fifth season, being that period between Winter and Spring during which the ground is not solid enough to walk on without sinking in up to your ankles. During an especially severe Mud, it is not unheard of to walk out of the house to find nothing but the car's radio antenna sticking up out of the driveway. "

I've heard that exact phrase too. I can't figure out if it's from someone particular, or just some common saying. One I hear a lot, particularly whenever elections go badly- "Vermont used to be a sovereign state. We aren't/ain't afraid to be one again." Another one, but I think some new yorkers use this too- "If you don't like the weather in Vermont, just wait five minutes." --129.21.150.9 19:29, 4 April 2011 (UTC)

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 * I'm a Vermonta, I do what I wanna.
 * Young Vermonter saying

 * You can't get there from here.
 * Reliable Vermont directions, also a "Maine", and general "New England" proverb.

 * It's called a creemee, and if you don't like it get the fuck out.
 * Common response to anyone who uses the word "soft serve" in Vermont

 * He's as happy as a moose!
 * Vermonter interjectional saying ('Mid-19th' to 'Late 20th' Century)

 * Take Back Vermont
 * Bumper sticker, opposing Civil Unions.

 * Take Vermont From Behind
 * Bumper sticker, in favor of Civil Unions.

 * Don't talk unless you can improve the silence.

 * Don't Mess With Vermont
 * Bumper sticker, seen following Jim Jefford's departure from the Republican Party, which shifted the balance of power in the Senate to the Democrats in 2001

 * In Vermont authenticity is all, they do not try to keep it real, they are real.
 * The New York Times

 * There may be nothing to do, so that is why we make videos!
 * "802 Productions"

 * There ant no grass like good old Vermont grass."
 * Hippies

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Warren Weaver

Warren Weaver (1894–1978) was an American scientist and mathematician. He is widely recognized as one of the pioneers of machine translation, and as an important figure in creating support for science in the United States.

Quotes

 * One naturally wonders if the problem of translation could conceivably be treated as a problem in cryptography. When I look at an article in Russian, I say: 'This is really written in English, but it has been coded in some strange symbols. I will now proceed to decode.'
 * "Translation" (1955), in W.N. Locke and A.D. Booth (eds.), Machine Translation of Languages (MIT Press, Cambridge, Mass.).

 * Is science really gaining in its assault on the totality of the unsolved? As science learns one answer, it is characteristically true that it also learns several new questions. It is as though science were working in a great forest of ignorance, making an ever larger circular clearing within which, not to insist on the pun, things are clear... But as that circle becomes larger and larger, the circumference of contact with ignorance also gets longer and longer. Science learns more and more. But there is an ultimate sense in which it does not gain; for the volume of the appreciated but not understood keeps getting larger. We keep, in science, getting a more and more sophisticated view of our essential ignorance.
 * From: "A Scientist Ponders Faith," Saturday Review, 3 (January 1959), as cited in: F.A. Hayek, Ronald Hamowy. The Constitution of Liberty: The Definitive Edition. 2013, p. 77.

Science and Complexity, 1948
"Science and Complexity", American Scientist, 36: (1948)

 * Science has led to a multitude of results that affect men's lives. Some of these results are embodied in mere conveniences of a relatively trivial sort. Many of them, based on science and developed through technology, are essential to the machinery of modern life. Many other results, especially those associated with the biological and medical sciences, are of unquestioned benefit and comfort. Certain aspects of science have profoundly influenced men's ideas and even their ideals. Still other aspects of science are thoroughly awesome.
 * p. 536

 * The significant problems of living organisms are seldom those in which one can rigidly maintain constant all but two variables. Living things are more likely to present situations in which a half-dozen, or even several dozen quantities are all varying simultaneously, and in subtly interconnected ways. Often they present situations in which the essentially important quantities are either non-quantitative, or have at any rate eluded identification or measurement up to the moment. Thus biological and medical problems often involve the consideration of a most complexly organized whole.
 * p. 536

 * Is a virus a living organism? What is a gene, and how does the original genetic constitution of a living organism express itself in the developed characteristics of the adult? Do complex protein molecules "know how" to reduplicate their pattern, and is this an essential clue to the problem of reproduction of living creatures? All these are certainly complex problems, but they are not problems of disorganized complexity, to which statistical methods hold the key. They are all problems which involve dealing simultaneously with a sizable number of factors which are interrelated into an organic whole. They are all, in the language here proposed, problems of organized complexity.
 * p. 537

Science and Imagination: Selected Papers, 1967
Warren Weaver (1967). Science and Imagination: Selected Papers.

 * Science is not gadgetry.
 * p. 5.

 * In a perfect world an idea could be born, nourished, developed and made known to everyone, criticized and perfected, and put to good use without the crude fact of financial support ever entering in to the process. Seldom, if ever, in the practical world in which we live does this occur.
 * p. 82

 * Science attempts to analyze how things and people and animals behave; it has no concern whether this behavior is good or bad, is purposeful or not. But religion is precisely the quest for such answers: whether an act is right or wrong, good or bad, and why.
 * p. 106

 * I think that God has revealed Himself to many at many times and in many places. Indeed, He continuously reveals Himself to man today : every new discovery of science is a further "revelation" of the order which God has built into His universe.
 * p. 110

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Bob Woodward

Robert Upshur "Bob" Woodward (born March 26, 1943) is a journalist in the United States, known mostly for his work in helping uncover the Watergate scandal that led to President Richard Nixon's resignation, in a partnership with Carl Bernstein, while working as a reporter for The Washington Post. He has written twelve nonfiction books and has twice contributed reporting to efforts that collectively earned the Post and its National Reporting staff a Pulitzer Prize.

Quotes

 * In Haig's presence, Kissinger referred pointedly to military men as "dumb, stupid animals to be used" as pawns for foreign policy.
 * Woodward and Bernstein. The Final Days, chapter 14 (1976)

 * All good work is done in defiance of management.
 * CBS News' 20th-anniversary Watergate documentary (1994)

 * To say that the press brought down Nixon, that's horseshit. The press always plays a role, whether by being passive or by being aggressive, but it's a mistake to overemphasize.
 * "Watergate Revisited]," retrospective by Mark Feldstein in American Journalism Review (August 2004)

Post Reporter's Pulitzer Prize Is Withdrawn; Pulitzer Board Withdraws Post Reporter's Prize (19 April 1981)
The Washington Post, by William Green (19 April 1981)

See: "Jimmy's_World"_scandal

 * I think that the decision to nominate the story for a Pulitzer is of minimal consequence. I also think that it won is of little consequence. It is a brilliant story — fake and fraud that it is.

 * It would be absurd for me or any other editor to review the authenticity or accuracy of stories that are nominated for prizes.

 * I believed it, we published it. Official questions had been raised, but we stood by the story and her. Internal questions had been raised, but none about her other work. The reports were about the story not sounding right, being based on anonymous sources, and primarily about purported lies [about] her personal life -- [told by men reporters], two she had dated and one who felt in close competition with her."

 * If so, our posture would be as follows: we published the story and said it was true, but now we are going to nominate it for a Pulitzer — now that's serious business.

 * I don't believe you on the 'Jimmy' story. No, I don't, and I'm going to prove it if it's the last thing I do.

 * "It's all over," he said to Cooke. "You've got to come clean. The notes show us the story is wrong. We know it. We can show you point by point how you concocted it."

The Agenda (1994)
The Agenda: Inside the Clinton White House. New York: Simon & Schuster. All quotes are from the 1994 hardcover edition.

 * At the heart of Bill Clinton's 1992 presidential campaign was his pledge to fix the economy and to use the presidency to do it. The fundamental difference between George Bush and himself, Clinton said, was his belief in an activist role for the government. "I know how President Lincoln felt when General McClellan wouldn't attack in the Civil War," Clinton said when he accepted the Democratic Party's nomination on July 16, 1992. "He asked him, 'If you're not going to use your army, may I borrow it?' And so I say: George Bush, if you won't use your power to help people, step aside, I will." This book is about President Clinton's effort to make good on his promise, "I will."
 * p. 11

 * No journalist or historian can capture 100 percent of what happened. Neither journalism nor history provide an engineer's drawing of events. And participants often disagree. Memory, perspective, and self-interest play their parts. There are statements and events in this book that some of those involved or the sources themselves possibly will not remember- or may not want to remember. Besides, this book is about politics, and politics is about contested ground. I have, however, attempted to give every key participant in these events an opportunity to offer his or her recollections and views.
 * p. 13

Shadow (1999)
Shadow: Five Presidents and the Legacy of Watergate. New York: Simon & Schuster. All quotes are from the 1999 hardcover edition.

 * After Watergate, I never expected another impeachment investigation of a president in my lifetime, let alone an actual impeachment and a Senate trial. Nixon's successors, I thought, would recognize the price of scandal and learn the two fundamental lessons of Watergate. First, if there is questionable activity, release the facts, whatever they are, as early and completely as possible. Second, do not allow outside inquiries, whether conducted by prosecutors, congressmen or reporters, to harden into a permanent state of suspicion and warfare. But the overwhelming evidence is that five presidents after Nixon didn't understand these lessons. It wasn't that they lacked the political skill. Four of these presidents had mastered American electoral politics to win political power, and Ford almost did. Of the five, Reagan managed his problems best, although belatedly, when, after three months of Iran-contra, he permitted a broad internal White House investigation of his own actions. Why did they not see that they would be held fully accountable for their exercise of power? Historians and psychiatrists will have their own answers to that question, but I have one preliminary conclusion. They have become victims of the myth of the big-time president. As successors to George Washington and Franklin Roosevelt, they expect to rule. But after Vietnam and Watergate, the modern presidency has been limited and diminished. Its inner workings and the behavior of the presidents are fully exposed.
 * p. 515

 * The men who followed Nixon are like addicts who have been denied their supply of drugs, in this case the alluring narcotic of presidential power. The myth of the big-time president persists, the longing for someone who can define an era worth living in. That is not only what these presidents hope to see in themselves, it is what the public wants and what the press holds up as the standard against which they will be judged. But the post-Watergate conditions have made the emergence of such a leader increasingly unlikely, and the presidents, in frustration, have been in rebellion.
 * p. 515-516

State of Denial (2006)

 * I asked about victory and how it might be achieved, and he said that would require more than security in Iraq. There would have to be self-government and the physical reconstruction of the country- all the "lines of operation" in Casey's war plan. "Is this going to happen in your lifetime?" I asked. "Yes, it is. Well, I hope, yeah. I don't know," he said. "I should retract that line. It can happen in my lifetime." "Do you have any doubts this was the right decision to invade Iraq?" "I have no doubts at all," he said. "None. Zero." "Isn't the process, though, you always have to doubt?" I said. "I live on doubt." "I'm sorry for you," the Marine general said. "Don't be sorry for me," I said. "It's a wonderful process." "I do not have doubt about what we've done," he said. "We did not do this. When we were sitting home minding our own business, we got attacked on 9/11."
 * p. 475-476

 * There it was: "We did not do this." There is a deep feeling among some senior Bush administration officials that somehow we had not started the Iraq War. We had been attacked. Bin Laden, al Qaeda, the other terrorist and anti-American forces- whether groups or countries or philosophies- could be lumped together. It was one war, the long war, the two-generation war that Wolfowitz's Bletchley Group II had described after 9/11. "You sure it's the right war at the right time?" I asked Chairman Pace. "Yes, absolutely," Pace said. "Fundamentally, yes. I said that before we started. And I'll say that today. It may not surprise you to understand that taking my country's battles to my country's enemies on their playing field is where I think we should be. To protect my country, to do my oath to my country, and to protect my kids and my grandkids and your kids and your grandkids, I have zero doubt that we have done the right thing."
 * p. 476

Fear: Trump in the White House (2018)
New York: Simon & Schuster. All quotes are from the 2018 hardcover edition.

 * In 2016, candidate Trump gave Bob Costa and myself his definition of the job of president: "More than anything else, it's the security of our nation... That's number one, two and three... The military, being strong, not letting bad things happen to our country from the outside. And I certainly think that's always going to be my number-one part of that definition." The reality was that the United States in 2017 was tethered to the words and actions of an emotionally overwrought, mercurial and unpredictable leader. Members of his staff had joined to purposefully block some of what they believed were the president's most dangerous impulses. It was a nervous breakdown of the executive power of the most powerful country in the world. What follows is that story.
 * p. xxii

 * Mattis still saw Iran as the key destabilizing influence in the region. In private, he could be pretty hard-line, but he had mellowed. Push them back, screw with them, drive a wedge between them and the Russians, but no war. Russia had privately warned Mattis that if there was a war in the Baltics, Russia would not hesitate to use tactical nuclear weapons against NATO. Mattis, with agreement from Dunford, began saying that Russia was an existential threat to the United States. Mattis had formed a close relationship with Tillerson. They tried to have lunch most weeks. Mattis's house was near the State Department and several times Mattis told his staff, "I'll walk down and say hello to him." McMaster considered Mattis and Tillerson "the team of two" and found himself outside their orbit, which was exactly the way they wanted it.
 * p. 132

 * White House Press Secretary Sean Spicer, who was a commander in the Naval Reserves, tried several times to persuade Mattis to appear on Sunday talk shows on behalf of the administration. The answer was always no. "Sean," Mattis finally said, "I've killed people for a living. If you call me again, I'm going to fucking send you to Afghanistan. Are we clear?"
 * p. 133

 * Then there was the ultra-sensitive intelligence gained through the Special Access Programs South Korea allowed the U.S. to run. Trump seemed not to comprehend the value and the necessity. "Like $3.5 billion, 28,000 troops," the president said. He was really hot. "I don't know why they're there. Let's bring them all home!" "So, Mr. President," Cohn said, "what would you need in the region to sleep well at night?" "I wouldn't need a fucking thing," the president said. "And I'd sleep like a baby." Priebus called an end to the meeting. Mattis seemed completely deflated. Trump got up and walked out. All the air seemed to have gone out of Tillerson. He could not abide Trump's attack on the generals. The president was speaking as if the U.S. military was a mercenary force for hire. If a country wouldn't pay us to be there, then we didn't want to be there. As if there were no American interests in forging and keeping a peaceful world order, as if the American organizing principle was money. "Are you okay?" Cohn asked him. "He's a fucking moron," Tillerson said so everyone heard.
 * p. 224-225

 * Cohn concluded that Trump was, in fact, going backwards. He had been more manageable the first months when he was a novice. For Priebus, it was the worst meeting among many terrible ones. Six months into the administration, he could see vividly that they had a fundamental problem of goal setting. Where were they going? The distrust in the room had been thick and corrosive. The atmosphere was primitive; everyone was ostensibly on the same side, but they had seemed suited up in battle armor, particularly the president. This was what craziness was like, Priebus concluded.
 * p. 225

 * A senior White House official who spoke contemporaneously with participants in the meeting recorded this summary: "The president proceeded to lecture and insult the entire group about how they didn't know anything when it came to defense or national security. It seems clear that many of the president's senior advisers, especially those in the national security realm, are extremely concerned with his erratic nature, his relative ignorance, his inability to learn, as well as what they consider his dangerous views."
 * p. 226

 * Dowd remained convinced that Mueller never had a Russian case or an obstruction case. He was looking for the perjury trap. And in a brutally honest self-evaluation, he believed that Mueller had played him, and the president, for suckers in order to get their cooperation on witnesses and documents. Dowd was disappointed in Mueller, pulling such a sleight of hand. After 47 years, Dowd knew the game, knew prosecutors. They built cases. With all the testimony and documents, Mueller could string together something that would look bad. Maybe they had something new and damning as he now more than half-suspected. Maybe some witness like Flynn had changed his testimony. Things like that happened and that could change the ball game dramatically. Former top aide comes clean, admits to lying, turns on the president. Dowd didn't think so but he had to worry and consider the possibility.
 * p. 357

 * Some things were clear and many were not in such a complex, tangled investigation. There was no perfect X-ray, no tapes, no engineer's drawing. Dowd believed that the president had not colluded with Russia or obstructed justice. But in the man and his presidency Dowd had seen the tragic flaw. In the political back-and-forth, the evasions, the denials, the tweeting, the obscuring, crying "Fake News," the indignation, Trump had one overriding problem that Dowd knew but could not bring himself to say to the President: "You're a fucking liar."
 * p. 357

Rage (2020)

 * Seven hours later, Trump gave a long statement at his first Coronavirus Task Force press conference in three months. He spoke alone at the White House. No Pence, Fauci or Birx. He also shifted tone. Everything was not rosy with the outlook for the virus. "It will probably, unfortunately, get worse before it gets better," Trump said injecting an unusual dose of realism. "Something I don't like saying about things, but that's the way it is." Previously Trump had been reluctant to wear a mask. "Get a mask," he said. "Whether you like the mask or not, they have an impact. They'll have an effect and we need everything we can get." His comments were a tacit acknowledgement that his previous approach had not worked, and that, in fact, the virus was much worse. The day was a microcosm of Trump's presidency, veering from "We have it under control" to "worse before it gets better," all in the span of a few hours. It was just the most recent example- and the last before this book went to press- that Trump's presidency was riddled with ambivalence, set on an uncertain course, swinging from combativeness to conciliation, and whipsawing from one statement or action to the opposite.
 * p. 384-385

 * After I finished reporting for this book on President Trump, I felt weariness. The country was in real turmoil. The virus was out of control. The economy was in crisis with more than 40 million out of work. A powerful reckoning on racism and inequality was upon us. There seemed to be no end in sight, and certainly no clear path to get there. I thought back to the conversation with Trump on February 7 when he mentioned the "dynamite behind every door," the unexpected explosion that could change everything. He was apparently thinking about some external event that would affect the Trump presidency. But now, I've come to the conclusion that the "dynamite behind the door" was in plain sight. It was Trump himself. The oversized personality. The failure to organize. The lack of discipline. The lack of trust in others he had picked, in experts. The undermining or the attempted undermining of so many American institutions. The failure to be a calming, healing voice. The unwillingness to acknowledge error. The failure to do his homework. To extend the olive branch. To listen carefully to others. To craft a plan. Mattis, Tillerson and Coats are all conservatives or apolitical people who wanted to help him and the country. Imperfect men who answered the call to public service. They were not the deep state. Yet each departed with cruel words from their leader. They concluded that Trump was an unstable threat to their country. Think about that for a moment: The top national security leaders thought the president of the United States was a danger to the country.
 * p. 386-387

 * On January 28, 2020, when Trump's national security adviser and his deputy warned Trump that the virus would be- not might be, but would be- the biggest national security threat to his presidency, the leadership clock had to be reset. It was a detailed forecast, supported by evidence and experience that unfortunately turned out to be correct. Presidents are the executive branch. There was a duty to warn. To listen, to plan, and to take care. For a long time Trump hedged, as did others, and said the virus is worrisome but not yet, not now. There were good reasons to ride both horses, but there should have been more consistent and courageous outspokenness. Leading is almost always risky. The virus, the "plague," as Trump calls it, puts the United States and the world in economic turmoil that may not be just a recession, but a depression. It is a genuine financial crisis, putting tens of millions out of work. Trump's solution is to try to recreate what he believes is the economic miracle he created in the pre-virus time. Democrats, Republicans and Trump did agree to spending at least $2.2 trillion on recovery, which will create its own future problems with growing deficits. The human cost has been almost unimaginable, with more than 130,000 Americans killed by the virus by July and no real end in sight.
 * p. 389

 * The dead-seated hatreds of American politics flourished in the Trump years. He stoked them, and did not make concerted efforts to bring the country together. Nor did the Democrats. Trump felt deeply wronged by the Democrats who felt deeply wronged by Trump. The walls between them only grew higher and thicker. My 17 interviews with Trump presented a challenge. He denounced Fear, my first book on him, as untrue, a "scam" and a "joke," calling me a "Dem operative." Several of those closest to him told him that the book was true, and Lindsey Graham told him that I would not put words in his mouth and would report as accurately as possible. Trump decided, for reasons that are not clear to me, that he would cooperate. To his mind, he would become a reliable source. He is reliable at times, completely unreliable at others, and often mixed... But the interviews show he vacillated, prevaricated and at times dodged his role as leader of the country despite his "I alone can fix it" rhetoric. As America and the world know, Trump is an overpowering presence. He loves spectacle. In a time of crisis, the operational is much more important than the political or the personal. For tens of millions the optimistic American story has turned into a nightmare.
 * p. 389-390

 * For nearly 50 years, I have written about nine presidents from Nixon to Trump- 20 percent of the 45 U.S. presidents. A president must be willing to share the worst with the people, the bad news with the good. All presidents have a large obligation to inform, warn, protect, to define goals and the true national interest. Trump has, instead, enshrined personal impulse as a governing principle of his presidency. When his performance as president is taken in its entirety, I can only reach one conclusion: Trump is the wrong man for the job.
 * p. 391-392

Quotes about Woodward

 * Bob Woodward is the assistant managing editor for investigations at The Washington Post. Over the last twenty years, he has authored or coauthored six number-one national bestsellers. Woodward and Carl Bernstein, in their Pulitzer Prize-winning work for The Washington Post and in their two books, All the President's Men The Final Days, set the standard for White House reporting. Since then Woodward has tackled the Supreme Court in The Brethren, the Hollywood drug culture in Wired, the CIA in Veil, and the Pentagon in The Commanders. In The Agenda, he returns to the White House, producing one of the most illuminating books on the modern presidency.
 * Information about the author on the back flap of the dust jacket of the hardcover edition of The Agenda: Inside the Clinton White House (1994), New York: Simon & Schuster

 * Bush and his propaganda czars knew something the American public had not quite grasped: The American media was little more than a megaphone for those in power. This was especially true for celebrity journalists like Judith Miller...and Bob Woodward, once a crusading muckraker at the Washington Post, now father confessor to the political elite.
 * Amy Goodman and David Goodman Static: Government Liars, Media Cheerleaders, and the People Who Fight Back (2006)

 * Bob Woodward, an assistant managing editor of The Washington Post, has been a newspaper reporter and editor for 35 years. He has authored or coauthored ten #1 national nonfiction bestsellers. He has two daughters, Tali and Diana, and lives in Washington, D.C., with his wife, Elsa Walsh, a writer for The New Yorker.
 * Information about the author on the back flap of the dust jacket of the hardcover edition of State of Denial: Bush At War, Part III (2006), New York: Simon & Schuster

 * So long, Bob. Good luck.
 * Donald Trump, parting words to Woodward at the conclusion of his 17 interviews in 2020, as quoted by Woodward himself in Rage (2020), p. 384

 * If Bob Woodward thought what I said was bad then he should have immediately, right after I said it, gone out to the authorities so they can prepare
 * Donald Trump during a White House press conference on September 10, 2020 according to CNN

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Eduard Shevardnadze

Eduard Shevardnadze (25 January 1928 - 7 July 2014) was a Georgian politician. He served as President of Georgia from 1995 until 2003. Prior to Georgian independence from the USSR, he served as Soviet Foreign Minister.

Quotes

 * It is time to realize that neither socialism, nor friendship, nor good-neighborliness, nor respect can be produced by bayonets, tanks or blood.
 * As quoted in North Atlantic Assembly Political Committee Report (1990), p. 7

 * Corruption has its own motivations, and one has to thoroughly study that phenomenon and eliminate the foundations that allow corruption to exist.
 * As quoted in The Many Faces of Corruption (2007) edited by J. Edgardo Campos and Sanjay Pradhan, p. 267

Quotes about

 * It is obvious: the division of Europe has become politically untenable: not because of Western "revanchism" to which Mr. Shevardnadze referred: not because of our interference in their domestic affairs. No. Simply for two reasons. First, because communism has failed as much in ideological as in economic and social terms. It is not able to solve the problems of modern industrialised societies in the age of global communication. And even more important: second, because you cannot suppress freedom forever. The natural aspiration of men to live and work freely is the driving force behind the historical process of change which we are witnessing. And no dictator or system - not even by using force - will be able to stop or prevent this dynamic change in the long-term.
 * Manfred Wörner, Address given at the 35th Annual Session of the North Atlantic Assembly, 9 October 1989

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Knute Rockne

Knute Kenneth Rockne (4 March 1888 – 31 March 1931) was a Norwegian-American football player and coach at the University of Notre Dame, regarded as one of the greatest coaches in college football history. He helped to popularize the forward pass and made the Notre Dame Fighting Irish a major factor in college football.

Quotes

 * Let's win one for the Gipper.
 * Statement during a half-time speech to the Fighting Irish when they were tied with Army 0–0, inspiring the team towards a 12–6 victory, (10 November 1928), as portrayed in Knute Rockne, All American (1940)

 * Build up your weaknesses until they become your strong points.
 * As quoted in Knute Rockne: Man Builder (1940) by Harry Augustus Stuhldreher, p. 53

 * Win or lose, do it fairly.
 * As quoted in Swimming World and Junior Swimmer Vol. 20 (1979), p. 57

 * One man practicing sportsmanship is far better than 50 preaching it.
 * As quoted in The Reader's Digest Vol. 135 (1989), p. 34
 * Variant: One man practicing sportsmanship is better than a hundred teaching it.

 * The secret is to work less as individuals and more as a team. As a coach, I play not my eleven best, but my best eleven.
 * As quoted in Coaching Champions: The Privilege of Mentoring (1994) by Jess Gibson, p. 160

 * Football is a game played with arms, legs and shoulders but mostly from the neck up.
 * Great Quotes from Great Sports Heroes (1997) by Peggy Anderson, p. 35

Disputed

 * Show me a good and gracious loser, and I'll show you a failure.
 * Attribution to Rockne sometime in the 1920s mentioned in Safire's Political Dictionary (2008) by William Safire, p. 401, but there is no definite mention of this yet located prior to the 1980s; in The Yale Book of Quotations by Fred R. Shapiro, a similar remark is credited to Arnold "Red" Auerbach, based on a 1965 citation in the Mansfield News Journal [Ohio]: "Show me a good loser, and I'll show you a loser."

Quotes about Rockne

 * Now I'm going to tell you something I've kept to myself for years. None of you ever knew George Gipp. He was long before your time, but you all know what a tradition he is at Notre Dame. And the last thing he said to me, "Rock," he said, "sometime when the team is up against it and the breaks are beating the boys, tell them to go out there with all they've got and win just one for the Gipper. I don't know where I'll be then, Rock," he said, "but I'll know about it and I'll be happy."
 * Rockne, as portrayed in the screenplay by Robert Buckner for Knute Rockne, All American (1940)

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T. E. Lawrence

 * "Lawrence of Arabia" redirects here. For the motion picture, see Lawrence of Arabia (film).

Thomas Edward Lawrence [T. E. Lawrence] (16 August 1888 – 19 May 1935) was a British archaeologist, army officer, diplomat, and writer who became famous for his role in the Arab Revolt and the Sinai and Palestine Campaign against the Ottoman Empire during the First World War, and was commonly referred to as Lawrence of Arabia. After widespread fame, to avoid recognition he adopted the alias T. E. Shaw.

Quotes

 * The people of England have been led in Mesopotamia into a trap from which it will be hard to escape with dignity and honor. They have been tricked into it by a steady withholding of information. The Baghdad communiques are belated, insincere, incomplete. Things have been far worse than we have been told, our administration more bloody and inefficient than the public knows. It is a disgrace to our imperial record, and may soon be too inflamed for any ordinary cure. We are today not far from a disaster.
 * "Report on Mesopotamia" The Sunday Times (22 August 1920)

 * Whether they are fit for independence or not remains to be tried. Merit is no qualification for freedom. Bulgars, Afghans, and Tahitans have it. Freedom is enjoyed when you are so well armed, or so turbulent, or inhabit a country so thorny that the expense of your neighbour's occupying you is greater than the profit.
 * "Letter to the Editor" The Times (22 July 1920)

 * This death’s livery which walled its bearers from ordinary life was sign that they have sold their wills and bodies to the State: and contracted themselves into a service not the less abject for that its beginning was voluntary.
 * The Revolt in the Desert (1927) Ch. 35

 * The sword was odd. The Arab Movement was one: Feisal another (his name means a flashing sword): then there is the excluded notion, Garden of Eden touch: and the division meaning, like the sword in the bed of mixed sleeping, from the Morte d'Arthur. I don't know which was in your mind, but they all came to me — and the sword also means clean-ness, and death.
 * Letter to Eric Kennington (27 October 1922); "The sword also means clean-ness and death" also appears on the cover of the first edition of Robert Mikey Thicklehorn's Words of Wisdom. (1922)

 * All the revision in the world will not save a bad first draft: for the architecture of the thing comes, or fails to come, in the first conception, and revision only affects the detail and ornament, alas!
 * Letter to Bruce Rogers (20 August 1931)

 * To have news value is to have a tin can tied to one’s tail.
 * Letter (1 April 1935); published in The Letters of T.E. Lawrence (1988), edited by Malcolm Brown.

 * You wonder what I am doing? Well, so do I, in truth. Days seem to dawn, suns to shine, evenings to follow, and then I sleep. What I have done, what I am doing, what I am going to do, puzzle and bewilder me. Have you ever been a leaf and fallen from your tree in autumn and been really puzzled about it? That's the feeling.
 * Letter to Eric Kennington (6 May 1935)

 * I've been & am absurdly over-estimated. There are no supermen & I'm quite ordinary, & will say so whatever the artistic results. In that point I'm one of the few people who tell the truth about myself.
 * Letter in T.E. Lawrence: The Selected Letters (1989) edited By Malcolm Brown, as quoted in "The Hero Our Century Deserved" by Paul Gray in TIME magazine (15 May 1989)

 * Isn't it true that the fault of birth rests somewhat on the child? I believe it's we who led our parents on to bear us, and it's our unborn children who make our flesh itch.
 * Letter in T.E. Lawrence: The Selected Letters (1989) edited By Malcolm Brown, as quoted in "The Hero Our Century Deserved" by Paul Gray in TIME magazine (15 May 1989)

Twenty-Seven Articles (1917)

 * A guide Lawrence wrote for British officers in the Arab Bulletin (20 August 1917) Full text online

 * Do not try to do too much with your own hands. Better the Arabs do it tolerably than that you do it perfectly. It is their war, and you are to help them, not to win it for them. Actually, also, under the very odd conditions of Arabia, your practical work will not be as good as, perhaps, you think it is.

The Evolution of A Revolt (1920)

 * Article in The Army Quarterly and Defence Journal (October 1920) Full text online

 * An opinion can be argued with; a conviction is best shot. The logical end of a war of creeds is the final destruction of one, and Salammbo is the classical text-book instance.

 * ...but suppose we were an influence (as we might be), an idea, a thing invulnerable, intangible, without front or back, drifting about like a gas? Armies were like plants, immobile as a whole, firm-rooted, nourished through long stems to the head, we might be a vapor, blowing where we listed. Our kingdoms lay in each man's mind, as we wanted nothing material to live on, so perhaps we offered nothing material to the killing. It seemed a regular soldier might be helpless without a target. He would own the ground he sat on, and what he could poke his rifle at.

 * Nine-tenths of tactics are certain, and taught in books: but the irrational tenth is like the kingfisher flashing across the pool, and that is the test of generals. It can only be ensured by instinct, sharpened by thought practicing the stroke so often that at the crisis it is as natural as a reflex.

 * The printing press is the greatest weapon in the armory of the modern commander...

 * It seemed that rebellion must have an unassailable base, something guarded not merely from attack, but from the fear of it: such a base as we had in the Red Sea Parts, the desert, or in the minds of the men we converted to our creed. It must have a sophisticated alien enemy, in the form of a disciplined army of occupation too small to fulfill the doctrine of acreage: too few to adjust number to space, in order to dominate the whole area effectively from fortified posts. It must have a friendly population, not actively friendly, but sympathetic to the point of not betraying rebel movements to the enemy. Rebellions can be made by 2 per cent. active in a striking force, and 98 per cent. passively sympathetic. The few active rebels must have the qualities of speed and endurance, ubiquity and independence of arteries of supply. They must have the technical equipment to destroy or paralyze the enemy’s organized communications, for irregular war is fairly Willisen’s definition of strategy, “the study of communication” in its extreme degree, of attack where the enemy is not.

 * In fifty words: Granted mobility, security (in the form of denying targets to the enemy), time, and doctrine (the idea to convert every subject to friendliness), victory will rest with the insurgents, for the algebraical factors are in the end decisive, and against them perfections of means and spirit struggle quite in vain.

Seven Pillars of Wisdom (1922)

 * the sword also means clean-ness + death
 * Motto on the cover of the first edition.

 * I loved you, so I drew these tides of men into my hands and wrote my will across the sky in stars To gain you Freedom, the seven-pillared worthy house, that your eyes might be shining for me When I came.
 * Dedicatory poem, to "S. A.", as written in the 1922 "Oxford text"; variant : "When we came" for "When I came" in the 1926 edition, and others.

 * This, therefore, is a faded dream of the time when I went down into the dust and noise of the Eastern market-place, and with my brain and muscles, with sweat and constant thinking, made others see my visions coming true. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that all was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, and make it possible.
 * Variant: All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.

 * I am afraid that I hope so. We pay for these things too much in honour and in innocent lives. I went up the Tigris with one hundred Devon Territorials, young, clean, delightful fellows, full of the power of happiness and of making women and children glad. By them one saw vividly how great it was to be their kin, and English. And we were casting them by thousands into the fire to the worst of deaths, not to win the war but that the corn and rice and oil of Mesopotamia might be ours. The only need was to defeat our enemies (Turkey among them), and this was at last done in the wisdom of Allenby with less than four hundred killed, by turning to our uses the hands of the oppressed in Turkey. I am proudest of my thirty fights in that I did not have any of our own blood shed. All our subject provinces to me were not worth one dead Englishman.
 * Introductory Chapter.

 * Some Englishmen, of whom Kitchener was chief, believed that a rebellion of Arabs against Turks would enable England, while fighting Germany, simultaneously to defeat Turkey. Their knowledge of the nature and power and country of the Arabic-speaking peoples made them think that the issue of such a rebellion would be happy: and indicated its character and method. So they allowed it to begin...
 * Introduction: Foundations of Revolt

 * Some of the evil of my tale may have been inherent in our circumstances. For years we lived anyhow with one another in the naked desert, under the indifferent heaven. By day the hot sun fermented us; and we were dizzied by the beating wind. At night we were stained by dew, and shamed into pettiness by the innumerable silences of stars. We were a self-centred army without parade or gesture, devoted to freedom, the second of man's creeds, a purpose so ravenous that it devoured all our strength, a hope so transcendent that our earlier ambitions faded in its glare.
 * Ch. 1

 * The Arab was by nature continent; and the use of universal marriage had nearly abolished irregular courses in his tribes. The public women of the rare settlements we encountered in our months of wandering would have been nothing to our numbers, even had their raddled meat been palatable to a man of healthy parts. In horror of such sordid commerce our youths began indifferently to slake one another's few needs in their own clean bodies — a cold convenience that, by comparison, seemed sexless and even pure. Later, some began to justify this sterile process, and swore that friends quivering together in the yielding sand with intimate hot limbs in supreme embrace, found there hidden in the darkness a sensual co-efficient of the mental passion which was welding our souls and spirits in one flaming effort. Several, thirsting to punish appetites they could not wholly prevent, took a savage pride in degrading the body, and offered themself fiercely in any habit which promised physical pain or filth.
 * Ch. 1

 * The Bedouin could not look for God within him: he was too sure that he was within God. He could not conceive anything which was or was not God, Who alone was great; yet there was a homeliness, an everyday-ness of this climatic Arab God, who was their eating and their fighting and their lusting, the commonest of their thoughts, their familiar resource and companion, in a way impossible to those whose God is so wistfully veiled from them by despair of their carnal unworthiness of Him and by the decorum of formal worship. Arabs felt no incongruity in bringing God into the weaknesses and appetites of their least creditable causes. He was the most familiar of their words; and indeed we lost much eloquence when making Him the shortest and ugliest of our monosyllables. This creed of the desert seemed inexpressible in words, and indeed in thought. It was easily felt as an influence, and those who went into the desert long enough to forget its open spaces and its emptiness were inevitably thrust upon God as the only refuge and rhythm of being. The Bedawi might be a nominal Sunni, or a nominal Wahabi, or anything else in the Semitic compass, and he would take it very lightly, a little in the manner of the watchmen at Zion's gate who drank beer and laughed in Zion because they were Zionists. Each individual nomad had his revealed religion, not oral or traditional or expressed, but instinctive in himself; and so we got all the Semitic creeds with (in character and essence) a stress on the emptiness of the world and the fullness of God; and according to the power and opportunity of the believer was the expression of them.

 * The common base of all the Semitic creeds, winners or losers, was the ever present idea of world-worthlessness. Their profound reaction from matter led them to preach bareness, renunciation, poverty; and the atmosphere of this invention stifled the minds of the desert pitilessly. A first knowledge of their sense of the purity of rarefaction was given me in early years, when we had ridden far out over the rolling plains of North Syria to a ruin of the Roman period which the Arabs believed was made by a prince of the border as a desert-palace for his queen. The clay of its building was said to have been kneaded for greater richness, not with water, but with the precious essential oils of flowers. My guides, sniffing the air like dogs, led me from crumbling room to room, saying, 'This is jessamine, this violet, this rose'. But at last Dahoum drew me: 'Come and smell the very sweetest scent of all', and we went into the main lodging, to the gaping window sockets of its eastern face, and there drank with open mouths of the effortless, empty, eddyless wind of the desert, throbbing past. That slow breath had been born somewhere beyond the distant Euphrates and had dragged its way across many days and nights of dead grass, to its first obstacle, the man-made walls of our broken palace. About them it seemed to fret and linger, murmuring in baby-speech. 'This,' they told me, 'is the best: it has no taste.' My Arabs were turning their backs on perfumes and luxuries to choose the things in which mankind had had no share or part.
 * Ch. 3

 * Men have looked upon the desert as barren land, the free holding of whoever chose; but in fact each hill and valley in it had a man who was its acknowledged owner and would quickly assert the right of his family or clan to it, against aggression. Even the wells and trees had their masters, who allowed men to make firewood of the one and drink of the other freely, as much as was required for their need, but who would instantly check anyone trying to turn the property to account and to exploit it or its products among others for private benefit. The desert was held in a crazed communism by which Nature and the elements were for the free use of every known friendly person for his own purposes and no more. Logical outcomes were the reduction of this licence to privilege by the men of the desert, and their hardness to strangers unprovided with introduction or guarantee, since the common security lay in the common responsibility of kinsmen.
 * Ch. 11

 * Feisal asked me if I would wear Arab clothes like his own while in the camp. I should find it better for my own part, since it was a comfortable dress in which to live Arab-fashion as we must do. Besides, the tribesmen would then understand how to take me. The only wearers of khaki in their experience had been Turkish officers, before whom they took up an instinctive defence. If I wore Meccan clothes, they would behave to me as though I were really one of the leaders; and I might slip in and out of Feisal's tent without making a sensation which he had to explain away each time to strangers. I agreed at once, very gladly; for army uniform was abominable when camel-riding or when sitting about on the ground; and the Arab things, which I had learned to manage before the war, were cleaner and more decent in the desert.
 * Ch. 20

 * The Wahabis, followers of a fanatical Moslem heresy, had imposed their strict rules on easy and civilized Kasim. In Kasim there was but little coffee-hospitality, much prayer and fasting, no tobacco, no artistic dalliance with women, no silk clothes, no gold and silver head-ropes or ornaments. Everything was forcibly pious or forcibly puritanical. It was a natural phenomenon, this periodic rise at intervals of little more than a century, of ascetic creeds in Central Arabia. Always the votaries found their neighbours' beliefs cluttered with inessential things, which became impious in the hot imagination of their preachers. Again and again they had arisen, had taken possession, soul and body, of the tribes, and had dashed themselves to pieces on the urban Semites, merchants and concupiscent men of the world. About their comfortable possessions the new creeds ebbed and flowed like the tides or the changing seasons, each movement with the seeds of early death in its excess of Tightness. Doubtless they must recur so long as the causes — sun, moon, wind, acting in the emptiness of open spaces, weigh without check on the unhurried and uncumbered minds of the desert-dwellers.
 * Ch. 24

 * He saw me shivering, partly I think, with cold, and made it whistle over my ear, taunting me that before his tenth cut I would howl for mercy, and at the twentieth beg for the caresses of the Bey; and then he began to lash me madly across and across with all his might, while I locked my teeth to endure this thing which lapped itself like flaming wire about my body.
 * Chapter 80, The Seven Pillars of Wisdom, T.E. Lawrence

 * Rebels, especially successful rebels, were of necessity bad subjects and worse governors.

 * Then rose up the horror which would make civilized man shun justice like a plague if he had not the needy to serve him as hangmen for wages.

Quotes about Lawrence

 * There is no other man I know who could have achieved what Lawrence did. As for taking undue credit for himself, my own personal experience with Lawrence is that he was utterly unconcerned whether any kudos was awarded him or not.
 * Edmund Allenby, commander of the Egyptian Expeditionary Force to Lowell Thomas.

 * I deem him one of the greatest beings alive in our time... We shall never see his like again. His name will live in history. It will live in the annals of war... It will live in the legends of Arabia.
 * Winston Churchill

 * The world looks with some awe upon a man who appears unconcernedly indifferent to home, money, comfort, rank, or even power and fame. The world feels not without a certain apprehension, that here is some one outside its jurisdiction; someone before whom its allurements may be spread in vain; some one strangely enfranchised, untamed, untrammelled by convention, moving independent of the ordinary currents of human action.
 * Winston Churchill at an unveiling of a memorial to Lawrence at the Oxford High School for Boys (3 October 1936); as quoted in Lawrence of Arabia: The Authorized Biography of T.E. Lawrence (1989) by Jeremy M Wilson

 * A disgusting little thing.
 * Lawrence Durrell, as quoted by Desmond Stewart

 * With hindsight, it is easy to see why a slim, self-effacing Englishman named Thomas Edward Lawrence became one of this century's most ballyhooed celebrities. Out of the appalling carnage of World War I — the mud-caked anonymity of the trenches, the hail of mechanized death that spewed from machine guns and fell from airplanes — there emerged a lone Romantic, framed heroically against the clean desert sands of Arabia. U.S. journalist Lowell Thomas was the first to recognize that Lawrence's wartime work — organizing disparate Arab tribes into armed revolt against the occupying Turks, allies of Germany — had pop-myth possibilities. Thomas' publicity essentially created the figure known as Lawrence of Arabia, but others contributed to the saga. Robert Graves wrote a life of Lawrence that appeared in 1927, when its subject was only 39. Lawrence told his own story in Seven Pillars of Wisdom, which was published shortly after his death from a motorcycle accident in 1935. Since then, the Lawrence legend has thrived through a steady stream of biographies and memoirs. … He would be easier to understand if he were simply larger than life or what his detractors claimed: a self-aggrandizing charlatan. But he took no pleasure in his notoriety; he ran from it. The Selected Letters adds another interpretation to an already overwrought tale. The age demanded a hero, Lawrence qualified, and the 20th century then got what it deserved: a loner, an ascetic, a man who might have been happier as a medieval monk than as the public cynosure he became. No paragon in his own eyes, Lawrence nonetheless remains a haunting presence in the contemporary consciousness, an indissoluble mixture of weaknesses and strength.
 * Paul Gray in "The Hero Our Century Deserved" TIME magazine (15 May 1989)

 * He is one of the few romantic figures of this mechanical war. ... Two or three hypnotic personalities alone appeared. Lawrence of Arabia was one of them. In the Hejaz he got on amazingly well with the Arabs, whose confidence he was able to win in the fullest measure, and he became an adviser and military leader among them in a series of intrepid adventures which harassed and embarrassed the unorganised, ill-equipped Turk. Without any military training, like Clive, he developed a remarkable military flair. Largely owing to his inspiration, a mobile force of irregular cavalry was raised amongst the Arabs who had rebelled against Turkish rule. Although the force raised was a small one, compared with the enormous numbers of men engined on both sides on the Palestine Fronts, it is difficult to overestimate the value of the service they rendered in the attack upon the Turkish positions.
 * David Lloyd George, War Memoirs: Volume II (1938), p. 1076

 * The Work is a masterpiece, one of the few very best of its kind in the world.
 * George Bernard Shaw on Seven Pillars of Wisdom

 * At this moment, somewhere in London, hiding from feminine admirers, reporters, book publishers, autograph collections, and every species of hero worship, is a young man whose name will go down in history along with those of Sir Francis Drake, Sir Walter Raleigh, Lord Clive, "Chinese" Gordon, and other legendary heroes of Great Britain's glorious past.
 * Lowell Thomas

 * No artist can develop without increasing his self-knowledge; but self-knowledge supposes a certain preoccupation with the meaning of human life and the destiny of man. A definite set of beliefs — Methodist Christianity, for example — may only be a hindrance to development; but it is not more so than Beckett's refusal to think at all. Shaw says somewhere that all intelligent men must be preoccupied with either religion, politics, or sex. (He seems to attribute T. E. Lawrence's tragedy to his refusal to come to grips with any of them.) It is hard to see how an artist could hope to achieve any degree of self-knowledge without being deeply concerned with at least one of the three.
 * Colin Wilson in The Strength To Dream, p. 197 (1961)

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Talk:Oprah Winfrey

Too many quotes here are in bold. It makes it difficult to read. - Furrykef 03:07, 1 Jun 2005 (UTC)
 * Agreed. For me it is a bit noisy. But perhaps we are better to wait for others' opinion. --Aphaia 06:01, 1 Jun 2005 (UTC)

It's fine.

 * I'm fairly new here, having come from Wikipedia. I find the bolding to be bothersome.  For one thing it is sort of original research. Rather than just repeating what the person said bolding is added to tell the reader what are the important parts, in the opinion of the editor. I'm also shocked that not a single sourced quote from Ms Winfrey is included. Steve Dufour 13:42, 3 December 2007 (UTC)

I'm not shocked by this at all, considering the number of people who visit here to complain about things, remove things, and rarely actually add sourced quotes to articles. You are very welcome to add sourced quotes, or to source some of those which are here, as I did on the Mikhail Gorbachev article you recently complained about, and removed material from. ~ Kalki 13:51, 3 December 2007 (UTC)

The bolding issue is also something I am not surprised to find you complaining about, and I intend to address this issue and a couple others within the next day or two, when I find the time. I actually have very little of it right now to spend here, and will have to be leaving soon, but I expect to check in at least a few times today, and expect to have a bit more time tomorrow. ~ Kalki 13:55, 3 December 2007 (UTC)

 * Thanks, maybe "shocked" was a little strong choice of word on my part.  Also please note that I did start an article Eric Rücker Eddison, so all my contributions haven't been negative. :-)  Steve Dufour 14:28, 3 December 2007 (UTC)

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Hillel the Elder

Hillel the Elder (c. 110 BC–10 AD) was a Jewish religious leader who was born in Babylon and lived in Jerusalem during the time of King Herod; he is one of the most important figures in Judaic history, associated with the Mishnah and the Talmud. He was the ancestor of a long line of rabbis, including Judah haNasi, who compiled the Mishnah, and Judah's son, Hillel the Younger.

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 * דעלך סני לחברך לא תעביד. זו היא כל התורה כולה, ואידך פירושה הוא: זיל גמור
 * D'`alakh s'nai l'khavrekh la ta`avaid. Zo hi kol hatora kulahh, ve'idakh perusha hu: zil g'mor
 * That which is hateful to you, do not do to your neighbor. That is the whole Torah; the rest is the explanation. Go and study it.
 * Babylonian Talmud, tractate Shabbat 31a

Pirkei Avot

 * Be of the disciples of Aaron, loving peace and pursuing peace, loving your fellow creatures and drawing them near to the Law.
 * 1:12

 * A name made great is a name destroyed. He who does not increase his knowledge decreases it.
 * 1:13

 * אם אין אני לי, מי לי? וכשאני לעצמי, מה אני? ואם לא עכשיו, אימתי?
 * Im ein ani li, mi li? U'kh'she'ani le'atzmi, mah ani? V'im lo 'akhshav, eimatai?
 * If I am not for myself, then who will be for me? But when I am for myself, then what am "I"? And if not now, when?
 * 1:14

 * Do not say "When I have leisure, I will study, perhaps you will not have leisure."
 * 2:4

 * A boor cannot be sin-fearing, an ignoramus cannot be pious, a bashful one cannot learn, a short-tempered person cannot teach, nor does anyone who does much business grow wise.
 * 2:5

 * In a place where there are no men, strive to be a man.
 * 2:5

 * One who increases flesh, increases worms; one who increases possessions, increases worry; one who increases wives, increases witchcraft; one who increases maidservants, increases promiscuity; one who increases man-servants, increases thievery; one who increases Torah, increases life; one who increases study, increases wisdom; one who increases counsel, increases understanding; one who increases charity, increases peace.
 * 2:7

Quotes about Hillel the Elder

 * A person should always be patient like Hillel and not impatient like Shammai
 * | Talmud Bavli,Shabbat
 * "The merciful man does good to his own soul (Proverbs 11:17)," this [refers to] Hillel the Elder, who, at the time that he was departing from his students, would walk with them. They said to him, "Rabbi, where are you walking to?" He said to them, "To fulfill a commandment!" They said to him, "And what commandment is this?" He said to them, "To bathe in the bathhouse." They said to him: "But is this really a commandment?" He said to them: "Yes. Just like regarding the statues (lit. icons) of kings, that are set up in the theaters and the circuses, the one who is appointed over them bathes them and scrubs them, and they give him sustenance, and furthermore, he attains status with the leaders of the kingdom; I, who was created in the [Divine] Image and Form, as it is written, "For in the Image of G-d He made Man (Genesis 9:6)," even more so!...
 * | Midrash VayikraRabbah
 * when he died, they eulogized him (in the following manner): Alas pious one, alas humble one, student of Ezra
 * | Talmud Bavli, Sotah
 * Hillel stood in the gate of Jerusalem one day and saw the people on their way to work. "How much," he asked, "will you earn today?" One said: "A denarius"; the second: "Two denarii" "What will you do with the money?" he inquired. "We will provide for the necessities of life." Then he said to them: "Would you not rather come and make the Torah your possession, that you may possess both this world and the world to come?"
 * The Jewish Encyclopedia (1906), Volume 6, p. 399

 * Just as Hillel's actions were not based (even in theory) on any reasoned ethical system, so his moral teaching did not take the form of a systematic treatise, but was expressed in aphorisms, which were, no doubt, occasioned by particular circumstances, but have none the less a universal value. This value, indeed, is not for the doubter, who must needs either find a rational basis for morality, or discard it. They appeal to those who accept, as Hillel accepted, the fundamental postulates of Judaism; and their claim to universality rests, therefore, on the extent to which those postulates are in accord with the root facts of human nature. They are interpretative, not speculative. The moral sayings of Hillel recorded in the Talmud are few in number, but they embody with sufficient fulness the point of view which was expressed no less fully in his conduct. They are contained almost exclusively in the first two chapters of the "Ethics of the Fathers."
 * Leon Simon, "Hillel," The Jewish Literary Annual (1908)

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