Author: Henry David Thoreau (---.spacegate.com.ua)
Date: 01-12-06 15:08
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Art is a way of expression that has to be understood by everyone,
everywhere.
Rufino Tamayo, artist
I know in my heart that man is good. That what is right will always
eventually triumph. And there\'s purpose and worth to each and every life.
Ronald Reagan
XCVII
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December\'s bareness everywhere!
And yet this time removed was summer\'s time;
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow\'d wombs after their lords\' decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem\'d to me
But hope of orphans, and unfather\'d fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute:
Or, if they sing, \'tis with so dull a cheer,
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter\'s near.
--William Shakespeare
As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not
certain, as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality.
--Albert Einstein