Linux Literature

He jests at scars who never felt a wound.
                -- Shakespeare, "Romeo and Juliet, II. 2"

He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom.
                -- J.R.R. Tolkien

He that is giddy thinks the world turns round.
                -- William Shakespeare, "The Taming of the Shrew"

He was part of my dream, of course -- but then I was part of his dream too.
                -- Lewis Carroll

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
                -- Wm. Shakespeare, "The Tempest"

His followers called him Mahasamatman and said he was a god.  He preferred
to drop the Maha- and the -atman, however, and called himself Sam.  He never
claimed to be a god.  But then, he never claimed not to be a god.  Circum-
stances being what they were, neither admission could be of any benefit.
Silence, though, could.  It was in the days of the rains that their prayers
went up, not from the fingering of knotted prayer cords or the spinning of
prayer wheels, but from the great pray-machine in the monastery of Ratri,
goddess of the Night.  The high-frequency prayers were directed upward through
the atmosphere and out beyond it, passing into that golden cloud called the
Bridge of the Gods, which circles the entire world, is seen as a bronze
rainbow at night and is the place where the red sun becomes orange at midday.
Some of the monks doubted the orthodoxy of this prayer technique...
                -- Roger Zelazny, "Lord of Light"

How apt the poor are to be proud.
                -- William Shakespeare, "Twelfth-Night"

I do desire we may be better strangers.
                -- William Shakespeare, "As You Like It"

I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less
than half of you half as well as you deserve.
                -- J. R. R. Tolkien

I dote on his very absence.
                -- William Shakespeare, "The Merchant of Venice"