#passing

Be wary of passing the judgment: obscure. To find something obscure poses no difficult, elephants and poodles find many things obscure. ↗

— Georg C. Lichtenberg

#elephants #find #judgment #many #obscure

Have you ever, on a cloudless night, looked down from a passing aircraft flying over Canada? Endless, glowing strings of cities, towns, and homesteads. Stretching on and on, one province to the next. With only the stars in the distance. ↗

— Paul Martin

#canada #cities #distance #down #endless

We can no longer stand for the Security Council passing resolutions and then in effect heaving alongside and taking a vacation. We cannot leave it to the secretary general to go cap in hand. ↗

— Alex Morrison

#cannot #cap #council #effect #general

I was never a Certified Public Accountant. I just had a degree in accounting. It would require passing a test, which I would not have been able to do. ↗

— Bob Newhart

#able #accountant #accounting #been #certified

I do suspect that privacy was a passing fad. ↗

— Larry Niven

#i #i do #passing #privacy #suspect

Man watches his history on the screen with apathy and an occasional passing flicker of horror or indignation. ↗

— Conor Cruise O'Brien

#flicker #his #history #horror #indignation

Time after time have nations, ay, and rich and strong nations, learned in the arts, been, and passed away to be forgotten, so that no memory of them remains. This is but one of several; for Time eats up the works of man. ↗

— H. Rider Haggard

#fallen-nations #futility #inevitability #knowledge #learning

You don't have time, Len. That is the most bitter and the most beautiful pieve of advice I can offer. If you don't have what you want now, you don't have what you want. -pg276 ↗

— Ann Brashares

#time-passing #beauty

Passing into practical life, illustrations of this fact are found everywhere; the distant, or the unseen, steadies and strengthens us against the rapid whirl of things around us. ↗

— Matthew Simpson

#around #distant #everywhere #fact #found

All through the night, like the tumult of a river when it races between the cliffs of a canyon, in my sleep I could hear the steady roar of the passing army. ↗

— Richard Harding Davis

#between #canyon #cliffs #could #hear