#eat

When it comes to atoms, language can be used only as in poetry. The poet, too, is not nearly so concerned with describing facts as with creating images. ↗

— Niels Bohr

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Technology has advanced more in the last thirty years than in the previous two thousand. The exponential increase in advancement will only continue. Anthropological Commentary The opposite of a trivial truth is false; the opposite of a great truth is also true. ↗

— Niels Bohr

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There are trivial truths and the great truths. The opposite of a trivial truth is plainly false. The opposite of a great truth is also true. ↗

— Niels Bohr

#false #great #great truth #opposite #plainly

Believe in life! Always human beings will live and progress to greater, broader, and fuller life. ↗

— W. E. B. Du Bois

#beings #believe #broader #fuller #greater

We never stop reading, although every book comes to an end, just as we never stop living, although death is certain. ↗

— Roberto Bolano

#book #certain #comes #death #end

We are all, in a sense, experts on secrecy. From earliest childhood we feel its mystery and attraction. We know both the power it confers and the burden it imposes. We learn how it can delight, give breathing space and protect. ↗

— Sissela Bok

#both #breathing #burden #childhood #confers

The fans have been great to me. I don't think it's asking too much to have me sign something for them. ↗

— Justin Timberlake

#been #fans #great #i #me

Life holds one great but quite commonplace mystery. Though shared by each of us and known to all, seldom rates a second thought. That mystery, which most of us take for granted and never think twice about, is time. ↗

— Michael Ende

#commonplace #each #granted #great #holds

She would sit by herself in the middle of the old stoe amphitheatre, with the sky's starry vault overhead, and simply listen to the great silence around her. ↗

— Michael Ende

#great #great silence #her #herself #listen

O Death, rock me asleep, bring me to quiet rest, let pass my weary guiltless ghost out of my careful breast. ↗

— Anne Boleyn

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