They are ill discoverers that think there is no land when they can see nothing but sea.
Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.
A prudent question is one-half of wisdom.
What is truth? said jesting Pilate and would not stay for an answer.
Truth is so hard to tell it sometimes needs fiction to make it plausible.
Television contracts the imagination and radio expands it.
Imagination is not something apart and hermetic not a way of leaving reality...
With the brush we merely tint while the imagination alone produces colour.
Anyone who lives within his means suffers from a lack of imagination.
But do I think that our actions in anyway violate the War Powers Resolution the answer is no.
