Quotes, Quotations and Sayings

Only God can make random selections.

Live a life as a monument to your soul.

Beauty is excrescence, superabundance, random ebulience, and sheer delightful waste to be enjoyed in its own right.

Carry out a random act of kindness, with no expectation of reward, safe in the knowledge that one day someone might do the same for you.

The generation of random numbers is too important to be left to chance.

Ben: I once talked on the phone to someone while she was taking a bath... Rando: Hmm. What if she had dropped the phone? Ben: (shrugs) I guess I'd drown.

What are you talking about, my random friend?

America's abundance was not created by public sacrifices to the common good, but by the productive genius of free men who pursued their own personal interests and the making of their own private fortunes.

Why serial commas are important: "I dedicate this book to my parents, Ayn Rand and God.

My philosophy, in essence, is the concept of man as a heroic being, with his own happiness as the moral purpose of his life, with productive achievement as his noblest activity, and reason as his only absolute.

If you apply reason and logic to this career of mine, you're not going to get very far. You simply won't. The journey has been incredible from its beginning. So much of life, it seems to me, is determined by pure randomness.

The prophet who fails to present a bearable alternative and yet preaches doom is part of the trap that he postulates. Not only does he picture us caught in a tremendous man-made or God-made trap from which there is no escape, but we must also listen to him day in, day out, describe how the trap is inexorably closing. To such prophecies the human race, as presently bred and educated and situated, is incapable of listening. So some dance and some immolate themselves as human torches; some take drugs and some artists spill their creativity in sets of randomly placed dots on a white ground.

Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.

Life is about the betterment of the human condition, stretching one's own mind, increasing social awareness, or even random acts of kindness that spill into the soul of humanity. This is why I play music.

Tyro: Pizza always brings us together. Rando: How do you figger? Tyro: I don't know.

Today, many people were victims of my random acts of kindness. --Tyro

Tyro: Yes. There are four condoms. Cher: You two can have sex with me two times each! Tyro: Sorry, I have respect for Rando. (pause) Rando: Two for me, none for you!

Civilization is the process of setting man free from men.

- Randall G Leighton

Surprise! You are the lucky winner of random I.R.S. Audit! Just type in your name and social security number. Please remember that leaving the room is punishable under law: Name #

Perhaps we're too embarrassed to change or too frightened of the consequences of showing that we actually care. But why not risk it anyway? Begin Today. Carry out a random act of seemingly senseless kindness, with no expectation or reward or punishment. Safe in the knowledge that one day, someone somewhere might do the same for you.

Laura: It's so nice you trust me with the mouse! Alana: Um, actually, do you want to trade places? (on Alana's computer after Laura clicks someplace random...) Alana: Well, then I get the keyboard!

I'll grant the random access to my heart, Thoul't tell me all the constants of thy love; And so we two shall all love's lemmas prove And in our bound partition never part.

O many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken

If there is any one proof of a man's incompetence, it is the stagnant mentality of a worker who, doing some small routine job in a vast undertaking, does not care to look beyond the lever of a machine, does not choose to know how the machine got there or what makes his job possible, and proclaims that the management of the undertaking is parasitical and unneccessary.

Achieving life is not the equivalent of avoiding death.

If men want to oppose war, it is *statism* that they must oppose.

Do I make yoy randy, baby? Do I make you horny? Do I, baby, do I?;"Austin Powers To Agent Kensington Sr.

Ya know, twinkies wouldn't even last as long as they do now around Rando if they were purple.

I'll just abandon my dream of painless employment and settle for random shooting sprees in a misguided effort to prove that factory work is cruel and unusual punishment.

The Argument from Intimidation is a confession of intellectual impotence.

Ricky Let's drop it. Let's ecks-nay on the becks-nay. Ig-pay atlin-lay. Bobby Will you ut-shay your outh-may Ricky Ayn-saying-ay Bobby I don't know, you're doing it wrong, I don't understand what the hell you're saying. Ricky Onch-pay oo-bay ... ay-bay ay-way Bobby Ut-shay your ace-fay, asshole-ay. Ricky Did you hear that Did you hear what he said Whadaya think of that

I was sleeping peacefully, talking to Rando.

Happiness is that state of consciousness which proceeds from the achievement of one's values.

Practice random beauty and senseless acts of love.

Novels as dull as dishwater, with the grease of random sentiments floating on top.

Art is a selective re-creation of reality according to an artist's metaphysical value-judgments. An artist recreates those aspects of reality which represent his fundamental view of man's nature.

Here, my dear Lucy, hide these books. Quick, quick! Fling ''Peregrine Pickle'' under the toilette --throw ''Roderick Random'' into the closet --put ''The Innocent Adultery'' into ''The Whole Duty of Man''; thrust ''Lord Aimworth'' under the sofa! cram ''Ovid'' behind the bolster; there --put ''The Man of Feeling'' into your pocket. Now for them.

The common good of a collective -- a race, a class, a state -- was the claim and justification of every tyranny ever established over men. Every major horror of history was committed in the name of an altruistic motive. Has any act of selfishness ever equaled the carnage perpetrated by disciples of altruism? Does the fault lie in men's hypocrisy or in the nature of the principle? The most dreadful butchers were the most sincere. The believed in the perfect society reached through the guillotine and the firing squad. Nobody questioned their right to murder since they were murdering for an altruistic purpose. It was accepted that man must be sacrificed for other men. Actors change, but the course of the tragedy remains the same. A humanitarian who starts with the declarations of love for mankind and ends with a sea of blood. It goes on and will go on so long as men believe that an action is good if it is unselfish. That permits the altruist to act and forces his victims to bear it. The leaders of collectivist movements ask nothing of themselves. But observe the results.

There is a level of cowardice lower than that of the conformist: the fashionable non-conformist.

I don't build in order to have clients. I have clients in order to build.

If we were to ask the brain how it would like to be treated, whether shaken at a random, irregular rate, or in a rhythmic, harmonious fashion, we can be sure that the brain, or for that matter the whole body, would prefer the latter.

Every aspect of Western culture needs a new code of ethics -- a rational ethics -- as a precondition of rebirth.

Upper classes are a nation's past, the middle class its future.

In complex situations, we may rely too heavily on planning and forecasting and underestimate the importance of random factors in the environment. That reliance can also lead to delusions of control.

Most people are content to let perfect days happen at random rather than PLAN for them.

A building has integrity just like a man. And just as seldom.

Love is an expression and assertion of self-esteem, a response to one's own values in the person of another. One gains a profoundly personal, selfish joy from the mere existence of the person one loves. It is one's own personal, selfish happiness that one seeks, earns, and derives from love.

What is a demanding pleasure that demands the use of ones mind! Not in the sense of problem solving, but in the sense of exercising discrimination, judgment, awareness.

To achieve, you need thought. You have to know what you are doing and that's real power.