#rows

Knowledge is not simply another commodity. On the contrary. Knowledge is never used up. It increases by diffusion and grows by dispersion. ↗

— Daniel J. Boorstin

#commodity #contrary #diffusion #dispersion #grows

When a child grows up without a father, there is an empty place where someone must stand, providing an example of character and confidence. ↗

— Steve Largent

#child #confidence #empty #example #father

I was black and blue for about two years, but it's paid off tremendously. You know, if you get enough whacks, your reflexes pick up, and I've become quite good - if somebody throws keys or something, I can catch them. ↗

— Lucy Lawless

#become #black #blue #catch #enough

In '93 to '94, every browser had its own flavor of HTML. So it was very difficult to know what you could put in a Web page and reliably have most of your readership see it. ↗

— Tim Berners-Lee

#could #difficult #every #flavor #had

What is a Web year now, about three months? And when people can browse around, discover new things, and download them fast, when we all have agents - then Web years could slip by before human beings can notice. ↗

— Tim Berners-Lee

#agents #around #before #beings #browse

The file is a gzipped tar file. Your browser is playing tricks with you and trying to be smart. ↗

— Rasmus Lerdorf

#file #playing #smart #tar #tricks

This is your silly web browser doing that. The file is correctly named. ↗

— Rasmus Lerdorf

#correctly #doing #file #named #silly

Southern political personalities, like sweet corn, travel badly. They lose flavor with every hundred yards away from the patch. By the time they reach New York, they are like Golden Bantam that has been trucked up from Texas - stale and unprofitable. The consumer forgets that the corn tastes different where it grows. ↗

— A. J. Liebling

#badly #been #by the time #consumer #corn

Every man who observes vigilantly and resolves steadfastly grows unconsciously into genius. ↗

— Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton

#every man #genius #grows #into #man

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#cold #every #every man #his #knows