At two-tenths the speed of light, dust and atoms might not do significant damage even in a voyage of 40 years, but the faster you go, the worse it is--space begins to become abrasive. When you begin to approach the speed of light, hydrogen atoms become cosmic-ray particles, and they will fry the crew. ...So 60,000 kilometers per second may be the practical speed limit for space travel.
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The encouragement of industry and frugality among the poor, by visits at their own inhabitations; the relief of real distress, whether arising from sickness or other causes; and the prevention.
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Baudelaire compared the great names in art to lighthouses posted along the track of historic time. The simile, as he used it, seizes the imagi...
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I am ready man, check it out, I am the ULTIMATE bad ass. State-of-the-bad-ass-art. You do not want to fuck with me. Check it out! Hey Ripley, don't worry. Me and my squad of ultimate bad-asses will protect you. Check it out! Independently targeting particle beam phalanx...FWAP! Fry half a city with this puppy. We got tactical smart missiles, phase plasma pulse rifles, RPGs, we got sonic, electronic, BALL breakers! We got nukes, we got knives, sharpsticks...
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Estate agents. You can't live with them, you can't live with them. The first sign of these nasty purulent sores appeared round about 1894. With their jangling keys, nasty suits, revolting beards, moustaches and tinted spectacles, estate agents roam the land causing perturbation and despair. If you try and kill them, you're put in prison: if you try and talk to them, you vomit. There's only one thing worse than an estate agent but at least that can be safely lanced, drained and surgically dressed. Estate agents. Love them or loathe them, you'd be mad not to loathe them.
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Comedy is an escape not from the truth but from despair; a narrow escape into faith.
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Perhaps, the highest pleasure in art is identical with the highest pleasure in scientific theory. The emotion which accompanies the clear reco...
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You don't need a Harvard MBA to know that the bedroom and the boardroom are just two sides of the same ballgame.
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Poetry is the language in which man explores his own amazement.
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The moon is nothing but a circumambulating aphrodisiac divinely subsidized to provoke the world into a rising birth-rate.
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Never fry bacon in the nude.
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Art is significant deformity.
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Between Our birth and death we may touch understanding As a moth brushes a window with its wing.
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It is easy to forget that the most important aspect of comedy, after all, its great saving grace, is its ambiguity. You can simultaneously laugh at a situation, and take it seriously.
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His skills as a comic actor were unrivalled - no-one came or comes close,
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It is a cliche that most cliches are true, but then like most cliches, that cliche is untrue.
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Punishment is not for revenge, but to lessen crime and reform the criminal.
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They are just 100 per cent bear, whereas human beings feel we're not 100 per cent human, that we're always letting ourselves down. We're constantly striving towards something, to some fulfilment.
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An original idea. That can't be too hard. The library must be full of them.
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Having a great intellect is no path to being happy.
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The more things change, the more they remain... insane.
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