| Linux People: 925 of 1231 |
The help people need most urgently is help in admitting that they need help.
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| Linux People: 926 of 1231 |
The heroic hours of life do not announce their presence by drum and trumpet,
challenging us to be true to ourselves by appeals to the martial spirit that
keeps the blood at heat. Some little, unassuming, unobtrusive choice presents
itself before us slyly and craftily, glib and insinuating, in the modest garb
of innocence. To yield to its blandishments is so easy. The wrong, it seems,
is venial... Then it is that you will be summoned to show the courage of
adventurous youth.
-- Benjamin Cardozo
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| Linux People: 927 of 1231 |
The human mind treats a new idea the way the body treats a strange
protein -- it rejects it.
-- P. Medawar
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| Linux People: 928 of 1231 |
The human race never solves any of its problems. It merely outlives them.
-- David Gerrold
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| Linux People: 929 of 1231 |
The idle mind knows not what it is it wants.
-- Quintus Ennius
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| Linux People: 930 of 1231 |
The important thing is not to stop questioning.
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| Linux People: 931 of 1231 |
The kind of danger people most enjoy is the kind they can watch from
a safe place.
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| Linux People: 932 of 1231 |
The knowledge that makes us cherish innocence makes innocence unattainable.
-- Irving Howe
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| Linux People: 933 of 1231 |
The last time I saw him he was walking down Lover's Lane holding his own hand.
-- Fred Allen
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| Linux People: 934 of 1231 |
The Least Successful Defrosting Device
The all-time record here is held by Mr. Peter Rowlands of Lancaster
whose lips became frozen to his lock in 1979 while blowing warm air on it.
"I got down on my knees to breathe into the lock. Somehow my lips
got stuck fast."
While he was in the posture, an old lady passed an inquired if he
was all right. "Alra? Igmmlptk", he replied at which point she ran away.
"I tried to tell her what had happened, but it came out sort of...
muffled," explained Mr. Rowlands, a pottery designer.
He was trapped for twenty minutes ("I felt a bit foolish") until
constant hot breathing brought freedom. He was subsequently nicknamed "Hot
Lips".
-- Stephen Pile, "The Book of Heroic Failures"
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