All Quotes

"Good taste is the modestly of the mind; that is why it cannot be either imitated or acquired."

"Hope, alas! is our waking dream."

"Infidelity, like death, admits of no degrees."

"I do not believe in virtue, but I do believe in innocence. They are very different. Innocence is ignorance."

"Our instinct inspires us, — warns us, our intelligence scents out what our reason docs not discover, for instinct is the nose of the mind."

"Love with men is not a sentiment, but an idea."

"We are only vulnerable and ridiculous through our pretensions."

"Self-interest, that leprosy of the age, attacks us from infancy, and we are startled to observe little heads calculate before knowing how to reflect."

"It has been said that society is for the happy, the rich; we should rather say the happy have no need of it."

"O, how true it is there can be no tête-à-tête where vanity reigns!"

"Treasures are not for youth; at twenty years one does not know how to be rich, or to be loved."

"It is not easy to be a widow: one must reassume all the modesty of girlhood, without being allowed to even feign its ignorance."

"A woman's life can be divided thus: the age when she dances but does not dare to waltz — it is the spring; the age when she dances and dares to waltz — it is summer; the age when she dances but prefers to waltz — it is autumn; finally, when she dances no longer — it is winter, that rigorous winter of life."

"… what is the wave function? Is it a complete and comprehensive representation of the world? Or do we need additional physical quantities to fully capture reality, as Albert Einstein and others suspected? Or does the wave function have no direct connection with reality at all, merely characterizing our personal ignorance about what we will eventually measure in our experiments? Until s definitively answer these questions, they can’t really be said to understand quantum mechanics — thus Feynman’s lament. Which is bad, because quantum mechanics is the most fundamental theory we have, sitting squarely at the center of every serious attempt to formulate deep laws of nature. If nobody understands quantum mechanics, nobody understands the universe."

"What is the empirical content of quantum mechanics? Or how does the wave function assigned to a relate to the results of measurements on the system? The well-known connection rule is the , which has been precisely tested by experiments. It says that a (projective) measurement of an A on a system with the wave function |ψ⟩ will randomly obtain one of the of A, and the probability of obtaining an eigenvalue ai is given by |⟨ai|ψ⟩|2, where |ai⟩ is the corresponding to the eigenvalue ai."

"... was formalized by a number of authors ... as the requirement that the wave function of a multi-electron system is in the coordinates, and , of all the electrons. This principle was incorporated into statistical mechanics by Enrico Fermi ... and Dirac, ... and for this reason particles obeying the exclusion principle are generally called 's,' just as particles like photons for which the wave function is symmetric and which obey the statistics of Bose and Einstein are called 's.'"

"Weep not for those Who sink within the arms of death Ere yet the chilling wintry breath Of sorrow o'er them blows; But weep for them who here remain, The mournful heritors of pain, Condemn'd to see each bright joy fade, And mark grief's melancholy shade Flung o'er Hope's fairest rose."

"Sorrow treads heavily, and leaves behind A deep impression e’en when she departs; While joy trips by, with steps light as the wind, And scarcely leaves a trace upon our hearts Of the faint footfalls, only this is sure — In this world nought, save suffering can endure."

"The gathered rose, and the stolen heart, Can charm but for a day."

"Like lamps in Eastern sepulchres, Amid my heart’s deep gloom, Affection sheds its holiest light Upon my husband’s tomb. And, as those lamps, if brought once more To upper air grow dim, So my soul’s love is cold and dead, Unless it glow for him."

"The charm of eloquence, — the skill To wake each secret string, And from the bosom's chords at will Life's mournful music bring, — The o'ermastering strength of mind, which sway The haughty and the free, Whose might earth's mightiest one obeys, These, — these were given to thee."

"Oh never yet did Peace her chaplet twine, To lay upon base Mammon’s sordid shrine, Where Earth’s most precious things are bought and sold; Thrown on that pile, the "pearl of price" would be Despised, because unfit for merchantry."

"Peace, sweet Peace, is always found In her eternal home on holy ground."

"When the glad sun, exulting in his might, Comes from the dusky-curtain'd tents of night."

"Like the sweet melody which faintly lingers Upon the wind-harp's strings at close of day, When gently touch'd by evening's dewy fingers It breathes a low and melancholy lay; So the calm voice of sympathy meseemeth; And while its magic spell is round me cast, My spirit in its cloistered silence dreameth, And vaguely blends the future with the past."

"Number the riches by thy memory hoarded, Relics of joys thy by-past years have known, — How many real things has life afforded? How much true light was o'er thy pathway thrown?"

"— The grave's dark portal Soon shuts this world of shadows from our view, Then shall we grasp realities immortal, If to the truth within us we are true."

"There dwelleth in the sinlessness of youth A sweet rebuke that vice may not endure."

"Located in deep, narrow limestone canyons draining into the in the vicinity of Wupatki Basin in northern Arizona are numerous small masonrywalled cliff ruins. While these were apparently occupied at the same time as the large pueblos now included within the boundaries of , they are little known and have not previously been reported upon except in the archaeological surveys of the . One of these sites, N.A.3940, situated with a southern exposure some fifty feet above the floor of Antelope Canyon, is of interest in that the masonry courses are laid in beds of grass rather than with the usual adobe mortar. The ruin itself is located in a shallow overhang in the Kaibab limestone cliff and contains but three small rooms."

"A canyon renown for its narrow, twisting limestone walls became a trap for 12 hikers on Tuesday when a flash flood filled it with a wall of water 11 feet high. The guide for several of the hikers survived, battered and his clothes ripped off by the force of the water, and the body of one woman was found yesterday. The other 10 are missing and presumed dead. The storm came without warning. A cloudburst 15 miles away sent heavy runoff down a normally dry wash in Antelope Canyon toward the unsuspecting sightseers. Rain had not fallen where they were hiking, said Benson Nez, a ranger on the Navajo reservation which the canyon runs through."

"Antelope Canyon is just a deep crack in the of northern Arizona, so narrow that hikers can hold out their arms and touch both sides. A favorite of desert photographers, in recent years it also became a regular stop for guided tours. Last year as many as 20,000 people climbed down to marvel at the swirling stone sculpted over eons by floodwaters. On Tuesday, as a dozen hikers descended into the slot canyon on ropes and ladders, a thunderstorm hit 15 miles to the south. In red-rock country, the ground doesn't absorb rain. Water runs off into washes and races downhill. The final destination for this storm's flash flood was Lake Powell; the last three miles would be through Antelope Canyon."

"The most photographed in the world is carved from slickrock near the shores of . Nobody knows canyons like Arizona. All across the state, those gouges in the landscape harbor scenery and secrets. The Grand may be the Big Kahuna, but others are also filled with wonders. Located near on , Antelope Canyon is a sliver of a slot canyon, cut from ancient stone that has been polished to perfection. The narrow defile features convoluted corkscrew formations shaped by water and wind over millions of years. Curved, rippling walls of glassy stone change colors throughout the day. Beams of light that seem like a living creature pour in from above."

"Who stands to gain from the death of innocent civilians? There are some who try to incite tribes against one another and this is something unknown in the area. We must remember that we are all brothers and sisters, to avoid the malediction of Cain."

"[Two seconds later, Dodger scoots out from underneath the bed]"

"[Jack beams a thousand-watt grin at his furry friend]"

"Jack: Daah!"

"[Dodger sits down near Jack, cooing back at him, waiting for Eva to return]"

"[In the living room, Tessa hands Eva's note to Amy]"

"[There is a tense silence as Amy reads the note aloud to Peter and Tom]"

"Amy: To Mum, Dad and Tom. I love you very much. Katie just warned me she saw my monkey in the park. I have to go rescue him. P.S.––this is not a lie. I swear. I'll never lie again, and I'll never keep a secret from you guys again."

"[Amy looks first at Tom, then at Peter. Their daughter has run away to the park to rescue her invisible monkey. The situation is getting out of range. Amy stares down at the note in a daze]"

"[Jack walks in and tugs at her sleeve]"

"Amy: Not now."

"[But Jack continues pointing his finger at Eva's room and making nonsense blubbering sounds. He pulls at Amy's hand]"

"[Amy is yet staring at the letter. She barely glances down at Jack]"

"Amy: Not now, Jack! Please, wait!"

"[Jack refuses to give up hope. He swings her hand and jabbers. Worn down by her son's nonstop grumble and emotion, Amy follows Jack into Eva's bedroom. It is empty]"

"Amy: Wait, what?"

"[Jack looks around, but makes his "all gone" wave]"

"Amy: I know she's gone. I have to go look for her."