“And life may summon us to newer races.”
Hermann Hesse book The Glass Bead Game
The Glass Bead Game (1943)
The Glass Bead Game (1943)
“And life may summon us to newer races.”
Hermann Hesse book The Glass Bead Game
The Glass Bead Game (1943)
Oliver Lodge (1851–1940) British physicist
The Ether of Space https://books.google.com/books?id=ycgEAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA13, p. 13 <br class="br">The Ether of Space (1909)
Bertrand Russell (1872–1970) logician, one of the first analytic philosophers and political activist
Source: What I Believe
Caspar David Friedrich (1774–1840) Swedish painter
cited by Timothy Mitchell, (September 1984), in 'Caspar David Friedrich's Der Watzmann: German Romantic Landscape Painting and Historical Geology', 'The Art Bulletin', 66 (3), p. 452–464, doi:10.2307/3050447, JSTOR 3050447
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Dejan Stojanovic (1959) poet, writer, and businessman
Silent Equality http://www.poetrysoup.com/famous/poem/21405/Silent_Equality <br class="br">From the poems written in English
Evolution (1895; 1909)
Context: Yet happy we lived and happy we loved,
And happy we died once more;
Our forms were rolled in the clinging mold
Of a Neocomian shore.
The eons came and the eons fled
And the sleep that wrapped us fast
Was riven away in a newer day
And the night of death was past.
Lance Armstrong book Every Second Counts
Source: Every Second Counts (2003), p. 157
Context: The Tour (de France) is essentially a math problem, a 2,000-mile race over three weeks that's sometimes won by a margin of a minute or less. How do you propel yourself through space on a bicycle, sometimes steeply uphill, at a speed sustainable for three weeks? Every second counts.
Clive Staples Lewis (1898–1963) Christian apologist, novelist, and Medievalist
The Weight of Glory (1949)
Context: At present we are on the outside of the world, the wrong side of the door. We discern the freshness and purity of the morning, but they do not make us fresh and pure. We cannot mingle with the splendours we see. But all the leaves of the New Testament are rustling with the rumour that it will not always be so. Some day, God willing, we shall get in.
Vera Nazarian (1966) American writer
Source: The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration