
It's the Sun, stupid http://wattsupwiththat.com/2007/04/06/its-the-sun-stupid/, wattsupwiththat.com, April 6, 2007.
2007
Quoted from the Gambas Website, http://gambas.sourceforge.net/introduction.html http://gambas.sourceforge.net/introduction.html
It's the Sun, stupid http://wattsupwiththat.com/2007/04/06/its-the-sun-stupid/, wattsupwiththat.com, April 6, 2007.
2007
Testimony before U.S. Senate Judiciary Committee meeting on market power and structural change in the software industry, 1998-03-03 ( transcript at CNN.com http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/1997/microsoft/transcripts/hearing/)
Meet the Press, September 25, 2005
"The next … months" in Iraq
Sunshine Superman (1966), Season Of The Witch
This is Your Brain on Music (2006)
Context: During the first six months or so of life... the infant brain is unable to clearly distinguish the source of sensory inputs; vision, hearing, and touch meld into a unitary perceptual representation.... inputs from the various sensory receptors may connect to many different parts of the brain, pending pruning that will occur later in life. As Simon Baron-Cohen has described it, with all this sensory cross talk, the infant lives in a state of complete psychodelic splendor (without the aid of drugs).
Part One, Ch. I (p. 7)
Source: The Good Soldier (1915)
Context: No, by God, it is false! It wasn't a minuet that we stepped; it was a prison — a prison full of screaming hysterics, tied down so that they might not outsound the rolling of our carriage wheels as we went along the shaded avenues of the Taunus Wald.
And yet I swear by the sacred name of my creator that it was true. It was true sunshine; the true music; the true splash of the fountains from the mouth of stone dolphins. For, if for me we were four people with the same tastes, with the same desires, acting — or, no, not acting — sitting here and there unanimously, isn't that the truth? If for nine years I have possessed a goodly apple that is rotten at the core and discover its rottenness only in nine years and six months less four days, isn't it true to say that for nine years I possessed a goodly apple?
Herschel Browning Chip (1968, p. 271).
1930s, "Conversations avec Picasso," 1934–35