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Lucas: I wanted to talk to you after class, but you disappeared. Me: I have another class right after. One of those profs who stops talking, stares at you and waits until you get to your seat if you're late. Lucas: I would probably just walk to my seat even slower. ;)
Tammara Webber (Easy (Contours of the Heart, #1))
Don’t do anything stupid." "Don’t worry," I whispered over the line, "I’m an expert on stupid." "You’re..." "Like, I can spot stupidity, because I know it so well. The way an exterminator knows bugs really well, and can spot where they’ve been? I’m like that. A stupidinator." "Never say that word again," Prof said.
Brandon Sanderson (Firefight (The Reckoners, #2))
Today I meet with Dr. Syamsuddin Arif. He said Prof. al-Attas says, "I don't read much but I think a lot
Syed Muhammad Naquib al-Attas
Diribut runduklah padi Dicupak datuk Temenggung Hidup kalau tidak berbudi Duduk tegak kemari canggung Tegak rumah karena sendi Runtuh budi rumah binasa Sendi bangsa ialah budi Runtuh budi runtuhlah bangsa
Hamka (Lembaga Budi)
Tenggelamnya Kapal Van Der Wijck Buya Prof. Dr. Hamka...ilmu mengarang itu diperdapat lantaran dipelajari; diketahui nahu dan saraf bahasa dan dibaca karangan punjangga-pujangga lain dan menirunya, bisa orang menjadi pengarang." halaman 195.
Hamka
You can’t immerse yourself in something,” Prof said softly, “without coming to respect it.
Brandon Sanderson (Firefight (The Reckoners, #2))
From somewhere, back in my youth, heard Prof say, 'Manuel, when faced with a problem you do not understand, do any part of it you do understand, then look at it again.' He had been teaching me something he himself did not understand very well—something in math—but had taught me something far more important, a basic principle.
Robert A. Heinlein (The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress)
Prof's ability makes mine look like a piece of rice. And not even a cooked one.
Brandon Sanderson (Steelheart (The Reckoners, #1))
Prof is right; more than three people can’t decide anything.
Robert A. Heinlein (The Moon is a Harsh Mistress)
If you find a footnote, ” a library-science prof once told a class of which I was a part, “step on its head and kill it before it can breed.
Stephen King (It)
I had been hobbled, perhaps even crippled by a pervasive internet society I had come to depend on and take for granted... hit enter and let Google, that twenty-first century Big Brother, take care of the rest. In the Derry of 1958, the most up-to-date computers were the size of small housing developments, and the local paper was no help. What did that leave? I remembered a sociology prof I’d had in college - a sarcastic old bastard - who used to say, When all else fails, give up and go to the library.
Stephen King (11/22/63)
I trust you with their lives,' Prof said, still writing, 'and them with yours. Don't betray that trust, son. Keep your impulses in check. Don't just act because you can; act because it's the right thing to do. If you keep that in mind, you'll be all right.
Brandon Sanderson (Steelheart (The Reckoners, #1))
I've always believed in numbers and the equations and logics that lead to reason. But after a lifetime of such pursuits, I ask, "What truly is logic? Who decides reason?" My quest has taken me through the physical, the metaphysical, the delusional -- and back. And I have made the most important discovery of my career, the most important discovery of my life: It is only in the mysterious equations of love that any logic or reasons can be found
John F. Nash
I have keen eyes. I once caught a leprechaun you know." I looked at him skeptically. "Aren't those Irish?" "Sure. He was over in the homeland on an exchange basis. We sent the Irish three turnips and a sheep's bladder in trade." "Doesn't seem like much of a trade." "Oh, I think it was a sparking good one, seeing as to leprechauns are imaginary and all. Hello, Prof. How's your kilt?" "As imaginary as your leprechaun
Brandon Sanderson (Steelheart (The Reckoners, #1))
Africa PRODUCES what it does NOT CONSUME and CONSUMES what it does NOT PRODUCE.
Ali A. Mazrui (Africa, the next thirty years)
Can I borrow David?” “Please, Prof,” Cody said, “we’re friends. You should know by now that you needn’t ask something like that … you should be well aware of my standard charge for renting one of my minions. Three pounds and a bottle of whiskey.” I wasn’t sure if I should be more insulted at being called a minion, or at the low price to rent me.
Brandon Sanderson (Steelheart (The Reckoners, #1))
Prof. Wheeler was called away last night so I took over his course in mechanics for the day. I spent all last night preparing. It went very nicely and smoothly. It was a good experience---I guess I'll do a lot of that.
Richard P. Feynman
My story—the story of the son of Jainulabdeen, who lived for over a hundred years on Mosque Street in Rameswaram island and died there; the story of a lad who sold newspapers to help his brother; the story of a pupil reared by Sivasubramania Iyer and Iyadurai Solomon; the story of a student taught by teachers like Pandalai; the story of an engineer spotted by MGK Menon and groomed by the legendary Prof. Sarabhai; the story of a scientist tested by failures and setbacks; the story of a leader supported by a large team of brilliant and dedicated professionals. This story will end with me, for I have no belongings in the worldly sense. I have acquired nothing, built nothing, possess nothing—no family, sons, daughters.
A.P.J. Abdul Kalam (Wings of Fire)
From somewhere, back in my youth, heard Prof say, ‘Manuel, when faced with a problem you do not understand, do any part of it you do understand, then look at it again.
Robert A. Heinlein (The Moon is a Harsh Mistress)
Uh, what are you doing?” “Nothing much. Just erasing all of Calinda’s good grades and replacing them with incompletes. Eventually, the administrators will figure out what happened, but I’m making it look like a computer error. Still, I imagine she’ll get some nasty lectures from her profs and parents in the meantime.
Jennifer Estep
Prof. Syed Muhammad Naquib Al-Attas, seorang pemikir yang dikenal cukup baik oleh dunia pemikiran Barat maupun Islam, memandang problem terberat yang dihadapi manusia dewasa ini adalah hegemoni dan dominasi keilmuan sekular Barat yang mengarah pada kehancuran umat manusia. (Kebingungan Liberalisme, hal.3)
Adian Husaini (Wajah Peradaban Barat: Dari Hegemoni Kristen ke Dominasi Sekuler-Liberal)
He who writes well runs the civilization. Everyone else does the grunt work.
Kenneth W. Harl
Dad and the Prof were talking about fighting, the way men do when they're really fighting about talking.
Sarah Moss (Ghost Wall)
And I suppose you’re going to sit beside me every single class?” “I don’t know. You seem like an angry student. I’m not sure I want the prof associating me with you.
K.A. Tucker
What else will we do?" I asked, turning to leave. "This is the only plan we have." "This isn't a plan," Prof said. "It's hormones.
Brandon Sanderson (Firefight (The Reckoners, #2))
You've never heard of bagpipes?" Cody asked, sounding aghast. "They're as Scottish as kilts and red armpit hair!" "Um . . . yuck?" I said. "That's it." Cody said. "Steelheart has to fall so we can get back to educating children properly. This is an offense against the dignity of my motherland." "Great," Prof said. "I'm glad we now have proper motivation.
Brandon Sanderson (Steelheart (The Reckoners, #1))
I think I succeeded as a writer because I did not come out of an English department. I used to write in the chemistry department. And I wrote some good stuff. If I had been in the English department, the prof would have looked at my short stories, congratulated me on my talent, and then showed me how Joyce or Hemingway handled the same elements of the short story. The prof would have placed me in competition with the greatest writers of all time, and that would have ended my writing career.
Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
Brian: I love books Prof. Morrison: The contents of books, or just owning a whole load of books?
David Nicholls
Mais c'est, plus quotidiennement, le refuge du livre contre le crépitement de la pluie, le silencieux éblouissement des pages contre la cadence du métro, le roman planqué dans le tiroir de la secrétaire, la petite lecture du prof quand planchent ses élèves, et l'élève de fond de classe lisant en douce, en attendant de rendre une copie blanche...
Daniel Pennac
How would it be," she asked them coldly as they left the classroom [Prof Binns, History subject], "if I refused to lend you my notes this year?" "We'd fail our O.W.L.s," said Ron. "If you want that on your conscience, Hermoine..." "Well, you'd deserve it," she snapped. "You don't even try to listen to him, do you?" "We do try," said Ron. "We just haven't got your brains or your concentration -- you're just cleverer than we are -- is it nice to rub it in?
J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (Harry Potter, #5))
Keberkatan adalah hikmah yang sering hilang dalan usaha dan ikhtiar manusia
Sidek Baba
We can all see, but can you observe?
A.D. Garrett (Everyone Lies (DCI Kate Simms & Professor Nick Fennimore, #1))
Ascoltavo la mia prof preferita, quella di lettere. Stava spiegando che non si dice ma però, e neanche ma d'altra parte. Sono pleonasmi, allungano il discorso, e continuava a parlare, parlare e io pensavo che aveva ragione, ma però d'altra parte contemporaneamente d'altronde, per spiegarci di non farla lunga la stava facendo lunghissima, ma però non se ne accorgeva. E ci sono periodi molto maperò nella vita. Il fiume degli eventi ristagna e non si sa quale direzione prenderà, e andiamo alla deriva in acque torbide. Poi l'acqua diventa limpida, il torrente scorre, e tutto torna trasparente.
Stefano Benni (Margherita Dolce Vita)
Archaeology profs aren't supernatural minions of a vengeful goddess," Patricia pointed out. "Want to bet?
Allyson James (Mortal Temptations (Mortal, #1))
If you find a footnote,” a library-science prof once told a class of which I was a part, “step on its head and kill it before it can breed.
Stephen King (It)
Prof’s purpose was to short him out – but sometimes Prof was too subtle; some people talk better if they breathe vacuum.
Robert A. Heinlein (The Moon is a Harsh Mistress)
Cut out modifiers. Cut out connectives. Begin with words that demand attention. “End with words that deserve distinction,” says Prof. Barrett Wendell.
Dale Carnegie (The Art of Public Speaking)
Abandon the guilt,” Prof said. “Abandon the denial. Steelheart did this to her. He’s our goal. That has to be your focus. We don’t have time for grief; we only have time for vengeance.
Brandon Sanderson (Steelheart (The Reckoners, #1))
Goodby Miss Kinnian and dr Strauss and evrybody ... P.S. please tel prof Nemur not to be such a grouch when pepul laff at him and he woud have more frends. Its easy to have frends if you let pepul laff at you. Im going to have lots of frends where I go. P.S. please if you get a chanse put some flowrs on Algernons grave in the bak yard
Daniel Keyes (Flowers for Algernon)
If your altar is not active, your voice will not be strong
Steven Chuks Nwaokeke
Good content isn’t about good storytelling. It’s about telling a true story well.
Ann Handley MarketingProfs
Can a machine be so frightened and hurt that it will go into catatonia and refuse to respond? While ego crouches inside, aware but never willing to risk it? No, can’t be that; Mike was unafraid – as gaily unafraid as Prof.
Robert A. Heinlein (The Moon is a Harsh Mistress)
Indonesia adalah sebuah republik yang didirikan oleh para pejuang kemerdekaan, cendekiawan, wartawan, dan aktivis politik yang sangat yakin bahwa kapitalisme adalah faktor utama di balik penindasan dan kekuasaan sistem kolonial. Mereka umumnya sangat nasionalis. Tokoh-tokoh yang paling menonjol di kalangan pejuang muda kemerdekaan ini, seperti Soekarno, Sutan Sjahrir, dan Tan Malaka, sangat dipengaruhi oleh berbagai gagasan kiri di Eropa pada tahun 1920-an dan 1930-an. Bahkan tokoh-tokoh yang paling terdidik secara profesional dalam ilmu ekonomi di antara mereka, sepert Mohammad Hatta atau Prof Sumitro Djojohadikusumo, pendiri fakultas Ekonomi UI, atau tokoh yang memiliki pengalaman praktis dalam dunia administrasi ekonomi, seperti Sjafruddin Prawiranegara, tidak terbebas dari pengaruh demikian.
Rizal Mallarangeng (Mendobrak Sentralisme Ekonomi: Indonesia 1986-1992)
The fact was, there wasn't room on earth for a couple million gold-farmers to turn into high-paid video-game executives. The fact was, if you had to slice the pie into enough pieces to give one to everyone, you'd end up slicing them so thin you could see through them. "When 30,000 people share an apple, no one benefits -- especially not the apple." It was a quote one of his economics profs had kept written in the corner of his white-board, and any time a student started droning on about compassion for the poor, the old prof would just tap the board and say, "Are you willing to share your lunch with 30,000 people?
Cory Doctorow (For the Win)
The young woman's perfect breast didn't yield beneath the gentle pressure of two latexed fingers. "What're you doing?" Professor Robert 'Lithium Bob' Beck frowned at me. "I don't know. It's what I did when I first saw her…" "Why?" asked Doc Donald, about to assist with the post mortem. "She seemed so… pink. Maybe to see if she was alive…" I saw the Prof and the Doc exchange a look. It was an unconventional - no, plain weird - place to touch her.
Morana Blue (Gatsby's Smile)
Dove stiamo andando, professore?" domando a un tratto. Lui rivolge lo sguardo davanti a sé. Esitazione. "Dove ci portano le stelle".
Anita Book (Tutta colpa del Prof.)
Believe no-one, doubt everything and remember, everyone lies". ~Prof. Nick Fennimore
A.D. Garrett (Truth Will Out (DCI Simms & Professor Fennimore, #3))
One sample is poor statistics, my math prof used to say.
Arthur C. Clarke (3001: The Final Odyssey (Space Odyssey, #4))
A freight train separates the Prof from the juveniles . . . When the train passes they have fat stomachs and responsible jobs . . .
William S. Burroughs (Naked Lunch)
56. They all flew away into the west. At this point in the novel Pa delivers this haunting line, 'I would like some one to tell me how they all knew at once that it was time to go, and how they knew which way was west and their ancestral home." Prof. Lockwood commented, 'Locusts were then-- and still are-- mysterious creatures, whose sudden, irruptions are their defining attribute.
Laura Ingalls Wilder (Pioneer Girl: The Annotated Autobiography)
«Prof, vero che in fondo in fondo le sono un po' simpatico?» le chiese Sivieri, sedendosi come sempre accanto a lei. «Come un gatto attaccato ai maroni, Sivieri. Come un gatto attaccato ai maroni che mi fai crescere tu.»
Mirya (Di carne e di carta)
Je retiens du troisième débat cette phrase de François Hollande à propos des médecins qu'on ne peut pas contraindre à aller s'installer en banlieue (ou à la campagne): "Franchement, vous pensez qu'on peut obliger quelqu'un qui a fait des études à aller travailler là où il ne veut pas ?" J'ai envie de lui dire : oui, on peut, ça s'appelle un prof.
Laurent Binet (Rien ne se passe comme prévu)
He stayed carefully away from the profs, he ran the data they gave him without allowing any of it to register in his memory—that’s what you have computers for, so you don’t have to put stuff in your own memory—and that was all he did.
Suzette Haden Elgin (Native Tongue (Native Tongue, #1))
Measure success in life by effort and doing your best, then it is always in your hands to succeed and be proud of yourself.
Steve Peters
Prof Stephen Hawking, one of Britain's pre-eminent scientists, has said that efforts to create thinking machines pose a threat to our very existence. He told the BBC:"The development of full artificial intelligence could spell the end of the human race.
Stephen Hawking
Before beginning this treatise, he wanted the advice of The Baboon, his philosophy prof. “Excuse me, sir,” he said at the end of a class, “could anyone claim that we don’t exist?” The Baboon said no. “Goghito,” he said, “ergo zum. You exist because you doubt your existence.
Jean-Paul Sartre (The Wall and Other Stories)
P.S. please tel prof Nemur not to be such a grouch when pepul laff at him and he woud have more frends. Its easy to have frends if you let pepul laff at you. Im going to have lots of frends where I go. P.S. please if you get a chanse put some flowrs on Algernons grave in the bak yard.
Daniel Keyes (Flowers for Algernon)
Hai una voglia in particolare?". Domanda. Lui a me. Prof ma non sa formulare frasi che non contengano doppi sensi? Io una voglia in particolare ce l'ho. Ma non ha certo a che fare con il cibo. Devi stare attento a quello che dici, prof. Mai giocare con il fuoco. "No, nessuna voglia in particolare". Mai.
Anita Book (Tutta colpa del Prof.)
Je précise que je crois profondément à bien peu de choses, deux ou trois. La justice sociale, l’éducation, la subversion [...]. Je crois profondément que l’avenir de l’Homme et de sa fiancée ne se joue pas à la Bourse, à l’Université, dans un Parlement, dans un journal, dans un laboratoire de recherche. Je crois profondément que l’avenir de l’humanité se joue, chaque jour, dans la classe d’un prof de philo qui donne un cours sur le libre-arbitre à de futurs plombiers, de futurs flics, coiffeuses, infirmiers, informaticiennes et vendeurs de chars usagés. » (Pierre Foglia, éditorial, La Presse, 16 mai 1996)
Pierre Foglia
From somewhere, back in my youth, heard Prof say, “Manuel, when faced with a problem you do not understand, do any part of it you do understand, then look at it again.” He had been teaching me something he himself did not understand very well—something in math—but had taught me something far more important, a basic principle.
Robert A. Heinlein (The Moon is a Harsh Mistress)
Je rêvais continuellement, durant mon adolescence au pensionnat, d'un adulte (mon prof de gym, l'un des peintres de l'école d'art où nous allions prendre des cours - qui s'occuperait de moi, devinerait mes pensées, anticiperait mes besoins (car je ne les aurais jamais exprimés et lui, s'il m'aimait, serait capable de lire en moi).
Edmund White (La symphonie des adieux (The Edmund Trilogy, #3))
Being a full prof at the University of Texas at El Paso meant living like a managing director at Barclays. Barry had always wondered why people who were just upper-middle class in New York chose to stay there, given that they could live like minor dictators in the rest of the country. “You’re negative arbing yourself,” he used to say.
Gary Shteyngart (Lake Success)
If you ever reed this Miss Kinnian dont be sorry for me. Im glad I got a second chanse in life like you said to be smart because I lerned alot of things that I never even new were in this werld and Im grateful I saw it all even for a littel bit. And Im glad I found out all about my family and me. It was like I never had a family til I remembird about them and saw them and now I know I had a family and I was a person just like evryone. I dont no why Im dumb agen or what I did rong. Mabye its because I dint try hard enuf or just some body put the evel eye on me. But if I try and practis very hard mabye Ill get a littel smarter and no what all the words are. I remembir a littel bit how nice I had a feeling with the blue book that I red with the toren cover. And when I close my eyes I think about the man who tored the book and he looks like me only he looks different and he talks different but I dont think its me because its like I see him from the window. Anyway thats why Im gone to keep trying to get smart so I can have that feeling agen. Its good to no things and be smart and I wish I new evrything in the hole world. I wish I could be smart agen rite now. If I could I would sit down and reed all the time. Anyway I bet Im the frist dumb persen in the world who found out some thing inportent for sience. I did somthing but I dont remembir what. So i gess its like I did it for all the dumb pepul like me in Warren and all over the world. Goodby Miss Kinnian and dr Strauss and evrybody... P.S. please tel prof Nemur not to be such a grouch when pepul laff at him and he would have more frends. Its easy to have frends if you let pepul laff at you. Im going to have lots of frends where I go. P.S. please if you get a chanse put some flowrs on Algernons grave in the bak yard.
Daniel Keyes (Flowers for Algernon)
She, the clear heart'ed soul shall show a small crack (in heart) as clearly as the equally transparent, but dirty rogue can cleverly hide it.
Priyavrat Thareja
Sublimity belongs to the most persevering.
Prof.Salam Al Shereida
The principle of genuine creativity is not to depict but to arouse.
Prof.Salam Al Shereida
On all occasions there are better solutions waiting us to be found if we do subtle analysis with sharp- witted minds.
Prof.Salam Al Shereida
All the statistics in the world can not measure the brilliance of compassion.
Prof.Salam Al Shereida
Go to heaven for the love and hell for the tussle and hassle.
Prof.Salam Al Shereida
Context is everything. - Prof Nick Fennimore
A.D. Garrett (Everyone Lies (DCI Kate Simms & Professor Nick Fennimore, #1))
heard Prof say, “Manuel, when faced with a problem you do not understand, do any part of it you do understand, then look at it again.
Robert A. Heinlein (The Moon is a Harsh Mistress)
Prof. Gerd Gleixner said “ Lailah , write every morning.
Lailah Gifty Akita
If your smart you can have lots of frends to talk to and you never get lonley by yourself all the time. Prof
Daniel Keyes (Flowers for Algernon)
He compiled lists of old words too – words of a precision and suggestiveness that no longer had a meaningful application in today’s world, or toady’s world, as Jimmy sometimes deliberately misspelled it on his term papers. (Typo, the profs would note, which showed how alert they were.) He memorized these hoary locutions, tossed them left-handed into conversation: wheelwright, lodestone, saturnine, adamant. He’d developed a strangely tender feeling towards such words, as if they were children abandoned in the woods and it was his duty to rescue them.
Margaret Atwood (Oryx and Crake (MaddAddam, #1))
Henry Gordon Jago: Perhaps [Queen Victoria] has got wind of our exploits, and has decided it's time to mete out the medals for services rendered. . . . I'd say some official recognition is long overdue. Prof. Litefoot: It strikes me as unlikely, Henry, that she would, as you put it, "have got wind of our exploits." Jago: The Queen gets wind just like everyone else, George.
Jonathan Morris (Jago & Litefoot: Series 6)
Prof shook head. “Every new member made it that much more likely that you would be betrayed. Wyoming dear lady, revolutions are not won by enlisting the masses. Revolution is a science only a few are competent to practice. It depends on correct organization and, above all, on communications. Then, at the proper moment in history, they strike. Correctly organized and properly timed it is a bloodless coup. Done clumsily or prematurely and the result is civil war, mob violence, purges, terror. I hope you will forgive me if I say that, up to now, it has been done clumsily.
Robert A. Heinlein (The Moon is a Harsh Mistress)
I think it should be done over, Buddy. …Please make peace with your wit. It's not going to go away, Buddy. To dump it on your own advice would be as bad and unnatural as dumping your adjectives and your adverbs because Prof. B. wants you to. What does he know about it? What do you really know about your own wit? I've been sitting here tearing up notes to you. I keep starting to say things like 'This one is wonderfully constructed,' and 'The conversation between the two cops is terrific.' So I'm hedging. I'm not sure why. I started to get a little nervous right after you began to read. It sounded like the beginning of something your arch-enemy Bob B. calls a rattling good story. Don't you think he would call this a step in the right direction? Doesn't that worry you? Even what is funny about the woman on the back of the truck doesn't sound like something you think is funny. It sounds much more like something that you think is universally considered funny. I feel gypped. Does that make you mad? You can say our relatedness spoils my judgement. It worries me enough. But I'm also just a reader. Are you a writer or just a writer of rattling good stories. I mind getting a rattling good story from you.
J.D. Salinger (Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters & Seymour: An Introduction)
Our "love" of birds and four-legged animals instinctively warns that we must not harm these fellow creatures—and never kill them for our food! Mother Nature has abundantly supplied us with quantities of delicious, nutritious fruits and vegetables on which we thrive! With a clean bloodstream coursing through our bodies, any thought of cannibalism becomes obnoxious.
Arnold Ehret (Prof. Arnold Ehret's Mucusless Diet Healing System: Annotated, Revised, and Edited by Prof. Spira)
Sippy had described them as England's premier warts, and it looked to me as if he might be about right. Professor Pringle was a thinnish, baldish, dyspeptic-lookingish cove with an eye like a haddock, while Mrs Pringle's aspect was that of one who had had bad news round about the year 1900 and never really got over it. And I was just staggering under the impact of these two when I was introduced to a couple of ancient females with shawls all over them. "No doubt you remember my mother?" said Professor Pringle mournfully, indicating Exhibit A. "Oh - ah!" I said, achieving a bit of a beam. "And my aunt," sighed the Prof, as if things were getting worse and worse. "Well, well, well!" I said shooting another beam in the direction of Exhibit B. "They were saying only this morning that they remembered you," groaned the Prof, abandoning all hope. There was a pause. The whole strength of the company gazed at me like a family group out of one of Edgar Allan Poe's less cheery yarns, and I felt my joie de vivre dying at the roots. "I remember Oliver," said Exhibit A. She heaved a sigh. "He was such a pretty child. What a pity! What a pity!" Tactful, of course, and calculated to put the guest completely at his ease.
P.G. Wodehouse (Carry On, Jeeves (Jeeves, #3))
- O trabalho que fazemos - Prof disse - Não é viver. Nosso trabalho é matar. Nós deixamos pessoas comuns viverem a própria vida, encontrarem alegria nela, aproveitarem o nascer do sol e as nevadas. Nosso trabalho é permitir a elas que façam isso.
Brandon Sanderson (Steelheart (The Reckoners, #1))
Profs who go to Knossos to look for books on Phobos or Kronos go on to jot down monophthongs (kof or rho) from two monoglot scrolls on Thoth, old god of Copts - both scrolls torn from hornbooks, now grown brown from mold. Profs who gloss works of Woolf, Gogol, Frost or Corot look for books from Knopf: Oroonoko or Nostromo - not Hopscotch (nor Tlooth). Profs who do schoolwork on Pollock look for photobooks on Orozco or Rothko (two tomfools who throw bold colors, blotch on blotch, onto tondos of dropcloth).
Christian Bök (Eunoia)
...George's feathers are ruffled. It's been a long time since last he forgot and let himself get up steam like this...How humiliating! The silly enthusiastic old prof, rambling on, disregarding the clock, and the class sighing to itself, 'He's off again!' Just for a moment, George hates them, hates their brute basic indifference, as they drain quickly out of the room. Once again, the diamond has been offered publicly for a nickel, and they have turned from it with a shrug and a grin, thinking the old peddler crazy.
Christopher Isherwood (A Single Man)
I hold in my hands the ability to bring about a darkness unheard of since before the dawn of the industrial revolution. Imagine a time after the total collapse of society, a time when there are no longer arguments about the benefits of going off the grid, a time when all men become equal in the struggle to survive a world without order, without law, without hope. Then, and only then, would you and the rest of mankind truly understand the power I wield. —Fortis Lombardi to Prof. Richard Halberstram (from the third installment of the Dark Angel Trilogy)
Sarah Stafford
Prof. Sarabhai's approach to mistakes rested on the assumption that they were inevitable but generally manageable. It was in the handling of the crises that arose as a consequence that talent could often be revealed. I later realised by experience, that the best way to prevent errors was to anticipate them.
A.P.J. Abdul Kalam (Wings of Fire: An Autobiography (Digital Exclusive Edition))
Un sussurro di domanda. "Perché sei andato via?". Dannazione. Ti prego, prof, resta con me. Sono una stupida. Il suo viso rimane fermo dov'è. A pochi centimetri dal mio. Il suo respiro ancora sulla mia bocca e sul mio naso. Deglutisce e mi risponde. Un sussurro di risposta. "Perché avevo paura che tu capissi". Increspo leggermente la fronte. Stringo più forte la sua mano. "Capire cosa?" Palpitazioni al massimo. Coccinelle in una moltitudine incalcolabile nel mio stomaco. Il prof muove le labbra un pochino in avanti. Sfiorano le mie. Ho un brivido lungo la schiena. Il respiro troppo corto. "Che sono innamorato di te". E mi bacia.
Anita Book (Tutta colpa del Prof.)
Anche se non era la cosa giusta per l'occasione, è partito una specie di piccolo fuoco d'artificio fra la mia pancia e la mia fica. E ho cominciato a desiderare di ritrovarmi sola da qualche parte con questa prof biondo miele. Di immergermi nel suo odore e nella sua dolcezza, non vedo l'ora di ficcarmi di nuovo in un casino colossale.
Rossana Campo (Il posto delle donne)
I had never been so close to death before. For a long time, as I lay there trying to clear my mind, I couldn't think coherently at all, conscious only of a terrible, blind bitterness. Why had they singled me out? Didn't they understand? Had everything I'd gone through on their behalf been utterly in vain? Did it really count for nothing? What had happened to logic, meaning and sense? But I feel much calmer now. It helps to discipline oneself like this, writing it down to see it set out on paper, to try and weigh it and find some significance in it. Prof Bruwer: There are only two kinds of madness one should guard against, Ben. One is the belief that we can do everything. The other is the belief that we can do nothing. I wanted to help. Right. I meant it very sincerely. But I wanted to do it on my terms. And I am white, and they are black. I thought it was still possible to reach beyond our whiteness and blackness. I thought that to reach out and touch hands across the gulf would be sufficient in itself. But I grasped so little, really: as if good intentions from my side could solve it all. It was presumptuous of me. In an ordinary world, in a natural one, I might have succeeded. But not in this deranged, divided age. I can do all I can for Gordon or scores of others who have come to me; I can imagine myself in their shoes, I can project myself into their suffering. But I cannot, ever, live their lives for them. So what else could come of it but failure? Whether I like it or not, whether I feel like cursing my own condition or not -- and that would only serve to confirm my impotence -- I am white. This is the small, final, terrifying truth of my broken world. I am white. And because I am white I am born into a state of privilege. Even if I fight the system that has reduced us to this I remain white, and favored by the very circumstances I abhor. Even if I'm hated, and ostracized, and persecuted, and in the end destroyed, nothing can make me black. And so those who are cannot but remain suspicious of me. In their eyes my very efforts to identify myself with Gordon, whit all the Gordons, would be obscene. Every gesture I make, every act I commit in my efforts to help them makes it more difficult for them to define their real needs and discover for themselves their integrity and affirm their own dignity. How else could we hope to arrive beyond predator and prey, helper and helped, white and black, and find redemption? On the other hand: what can I do but what I have done? I cannot choose not to intervene: that would be a denial and a mockery not only of everything I believe in, but of the hope that compassion may survive among men. By not acting as I did I would deny the very possibility of that gulf to be bridged. If I act, I cannot but lose. But if I do not act, it is a different kind of defeat, equally decisive and maybe worse. Because then I will not even have a conscience left. The end seems ineluctable: failure, defeat, loss. The only choice I have left is whether I am prepared to salvage a little honour, a little decency, a little humanity -- or nothing. It seems as if a sacrifice is impossible to avoid, whatever way one looks at it. But at least one has the choice between a wholly futile sacrifice and one that might, in the long run, open up a possibility, however negligible or dubious, of something better, less sordid and more noble, for our children… They live on. We, the fathers, have lost.
André P. Brink (A Dry White Season)
When your faith is great and your confidence is overwhelming, the mountains will never stand before you
Prof.Salam Al Shereida
Imagination leaves alot to the creativity.
Prof.Salam Al Shereida
Saya tetap menghormati beliau (Fazlur Rahman) sebagai salah seorang ilmuwan ulong zaman ini, khasnya dari tradisi falsafah ala Ibn Sina. Saya juga menyanjunginya sebagai seorang yang baik dan berdedikasi dalam perjuangannya walaupun saya tidak bersependapat dengannya. Sikap ini saya dapat secara praktis dari memerhatikan Prof Syed Muhammad Naquib al-Attas sejak 1988 hingga sekarang.
Wan Mohd Nor Wan Daud (Rihlah Ilmiah: dari Neomodernisme ke Islamisasi Ilmu Kontemporer)
One of the most catastrophic wars of European history was the notorious Thirty Years’ War. It was fought between Catholics and Protestants over an incredible thirty years of organized butchery, violence, and destruction to decide one outcome: Who will monopolize control of all religious and political institutions in Europe, the anti-Catholic Protestants or the anti-Protestant Catholics? Prof.
Jay Snelson (Taming the Violence of Faith: Win-Win Solutions for Our World in Crisis)
Over the years of seeing people suffer some terrible life events and situations, I am struck by those who chose to make the best of it and come back smiling and positive. Cruel as it may seem, you are still left with a choice to accept and move on into happiness or remain where you are and live with bitterness or anger. Anger is usually easier to hold on to than going through grief but anger doesn't help anyone
Steve Peters
One of the difficulties I experienced in trying to learn about the biology of emotions was the definition of terms...How would [Prof. Richard Davidson], as an experimental psychologist, deconstruct [hope]? "I understand hope as an emotion made up of two parts: a cognitive part and an affective part. When we hope for something, we employ, to some degree, our cognition, marshalling information and data relevant to a desired future event. If...you are suffering with a serious illness and you hope for improvement, even for a cure, you have to generate a different vision of your condition in your mind. That picture is painted in part by assimilating information about the disease and its potential treatments. "But hope also involves what I would call affective forecasting--that is, the comforting, energizing, elevating feeling that you experience when you project in your mind a positive future. This requires the brain to generate a different affective, or feeling, state than the one you are currently in.
Jerome Groopman (The Anatomy of Hope: How People Prevail in the Face of Illness)
As a Spiritual Healer and Psychic PROF MARICK use a combination of innate heightened intuition, guided meditation and traditional divination tools such as, tarot cards & astrolog PROF MARICK offer genuine solutions and answer questions regarding Life Decisions, emotional Difficulties, Relationship Issues, Marriage, Property, Career, Job, Money, Business Concerns, Goal Creation, Personal and Spiritual Growth, Exploring and Changing Old Beliefs, Healing and Transformation options, Metaphysical Challenges, Higher Consciousness choices, Life Coaching and much more.
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Ces gens-là, les profs, il faut les éviter. Ils sont si habitués à s'écouter parler et à se mettre en scène qu'il n'y a rien à faire avec eux. Aucun échange n'est possible. En plus, ils sont champions toutes catégories de l'art subtil du humble-brag: « La semaine prochaine, je ne serai pas disponible. Je serai à San Francisco à me dorer la fraise au soleil après avoir lu ma communication de vingt minutes devant quatre personnes qui ne m'auront pas écouté. J'ai présenté le même texte le mois dernier à Dubaï, à Séoul et à Istanbul. Dans quelques années, je pourrai le publier dans un livre qui va moisir sur les rayons.
Julie Boulanger (Albertine ou La férocité des orchidées)
What do you see?” my professor asked as he projected a picture of a small black dot in the middle of a very big white screen. I was sitting in Psychology 101 during my years at Sydney University. We all responded immediately: “A black dot.” I was excited, thinking, If all of the questions are as easy as this one, this course is going to be easy! The prof looked out over the class and paused for several seconds before he asked again, “What do you see?” Thinking he must not have heard us properly the first time, we repeated even more loudly: “A black dot!” Again he paused . . . and then asked the same question a third time. Now he had my attention. And when still, on the third try, none of us provided the correct answer, he explained — and gave me a lesson I will never forget. “You were all so focused on the little black dot in the center of the screen that none of you noticed the dominant image on the screen: the large white space covering the screen top to bottom, left to right.” I couldn’t believe I had missed it. Suddenly it was obvious. There was far more white space than black dot. Whatever I chose to focus on had my attention. There is always much more white space than there is space covered by little black dots — we simply need to recognize and focus on it. In class, that idea seemed like an easy notion — easier than it has proven to be in life. Because the harsh reality is that the black dots of our lives — the trials, challenges, disappointments, obstacles, and hurdles we face as we run — will naturally draw and consume our attention. Our enemy would love to get us to focus on those black dots and convince us they define and shape our lives and determine our destiny. But in the divine relay, we are to fix our eyes on Jesus. He is the “white space” of God’s power at work in the universe, and the trials we face are but a tiny speck, a black dot, in comparison. As we learn to focus on the vastness of God’s eternal, amazing work on this planet, those black dots will cease to blemish our lives.
Christine Caine (Unstoppable: Running the Race You Were Born To Win)
But a day later, it was ‘Prof Tim says low fat is a fraud,’ when he was eating a tub of yoghurt at his desk for breakfast. He let that slide too. Until the following morning, when he and a packet of Simba salt-and-vinegar crisps walked out of the morning parade, and Mbali said, ‘Prof Tim says it’s the carbs that make you fat, you know,’ and he couldn’t take it any more and snapped: ‘Prof Tim who?’ And so she told him. Everything. About this Prof Tim Noakes who once got the whole fokken world eating pasta, and then he did an about face and said, no, carbs are what’s making everyone obese, and he wrote a book of recipes, and now he was Mbali’s big hero, ‘Because it takes a great man to admit that he was wrong’, and she had already lost so much weight and she had so much more energy, and it wasn’t all that hard, she didn’t miss the carbs because now she ate cauliflower rice and cauliflower mash and flax seed bread. Flax seed bread, for fuck’s sake.
Deon Meyer (Icarus (Benny Griessel, #5))
If the information coded in DNA were written down, it would make a giant library consisting of an estimated 900 volumes of encyclopedias consisting of 500 pages each. A very interesting dilemma emerges at this point: DNA can replicate itself only with the help of some specialized proteins (enzymes). However, the synthesis of these enzymes can be realized only by the information coded in DNA. As they both depend on each other, they have to exist at the same time for replication. This brings the scenario that life originated by itself to a deadlock. Prof. Leslie Orgel, an evolutionist of repute from the University of San Diego, California, confesses this fact in the September 1994 issue of the Scientific American magazine: It is extremely improbable that proteins and nucleic acids, both of which are structurally complex, arose spontaneously in the same place at the same time. Yet it also seems impossible to have one without the other. And so, at first glance, one might have to conclude that life could never, in fact, have originated by chemical means.6 No doubt, if it is impossible for life to have originated from natural causes, then it has to be accepted that life was "created" in a supernatural way. This fact explicitly invalidates the theory of evolution, whose main purpose is to deny creation.
Harun Yahya (Those Who Exhaust All Their Pleasures In This Life)
Every time the cataclysmic concept has come to life, the 'beast' has been stoned, burned at the stake, beaten to a pulp, and buried with a vengeance; but the corpse simply won't stay dead. Each time, it raises the lid of its coffin and says in sepulchral tones: 'You will die before I.' The latest of the challengers is Prof. Frank C. Hibben, who in his book, 'The Lost Americans,' said: 'This was no ordinary extinction of a vague geological period which fizzled to an uncertain end. This death was catastrophic and all inclusive. [...] What caused the death of forty million animals. [...] The 'corpus delicti' in this mystery may be found almost anywhere. [...] Their bones lie bleaching in the sands of Florida and in the gravels of New Jersey. They weather out of the dry terraces of Texas and protrude from the sticky ooze of the tar pits off Wilshire Boulevard in Los Angeles. [...] The bodies of the victims are everywhere. [...] We find literally thousands together [...] young and old, foal with dam, calf with cow. [...] The muck pits of Alaska are filled with evidence of universal death [...] a picture of quick extinction. [...] Any argument as to the cause [...] must apply to North America, Siberia, and Europe as well.' '[...] Mamooth and bison were torn and twisted as though by a cosmic hand in a godly rage.' '[...] In many places the Alaskan muck blanket is packed with animal bones and debris in trainload lots [...] mammoth, mastodon [...] bison, horses, wolves, bears, and lions. [...] A faunal population [...] in the middle of some cataclysmic catastrophe [...] was suddenly frozen [...] in a grim charade.' Fantastic winds; volcanic burning; inundation and burial in muck; preservation by deep-freeze. 'Any good solution to a consuming mystery must answer all of the facts,' challenges Hibben.
Chan Thomas (The Adam & Eve Story: The History of Cataclysms)
The Tale of Human Evolution The subject most often brought up by advocates of the theory of evolution is the subject of the origin of man. The Darwinist claim holds that modern man evolved from ape-like creatures. During this alleged evolutionary process, which is supposed to have started 4-5 million years ago, some "transitional forms" between modern man and his ancestors are supposed to have existed. According to this completely imaginary scenario, four basic "categories" are listed: 1. Australopithecus 2. Homo habilis 3. Homo erectus 4. Homo sapiens Evolutionists call man's so-called first ape-like ancestors Australopithecus, which means "South African ape." These living beings are actually nothing but an old ape species that has become extinct. Extensive research done on various Australopithecus specimens by two world famous anatomists from England and the USA, namely, Lord Solly Zuckerman and Prof. Charles Oxnard, shows that these apes belonged to an ordinary ape species that became extinct and bore no resemblance to humans. Evolutionists classify the next stage of human evolution as "homo," that is "man." According to their claim, the living beings in the Homo series are more developed than Australopithecus. Evolutionists devise a fanciful evolution scheme by arranging different fossils of these creatures in a particular order. This scheme is imaginary because it has never been proved that there is an evolutionary relation between these different classes. Ernst Mayr, one of the twentieth century's most important evolutionists, contends in his book One Long Argument that "particularly historical [puzzles] such as the origin of life or of Homo sapiens, are extremely difficult and may even resist a final, satisfying explanation." By outlining the link chain as Australopithecus > Homo habilis > Homo erectus > Homo sapiens, evolutionists imply that each of these species is one another's ancestor. However, recent findings of paleoanthropologists have revealed that Australopithecus, Homo habilis, and Homo erectus lived at different parts of the world at the same time. Moreover, a certain segment of humans classified as Homo erectus have lived up until very modern times. Homo sapiens neandarthalensis and Homo sapiens sapiens (modern man) co-existed in the same region. This situation apparently indicates the invalidity of the claim that they are ancestors of one another. Stephen Jay Gould explained this deadlock of the theory of evolution although he was himself one of the leading advocates of evolution in the twentieth century: What has become of our ladder if there are three coexisting lineages of hominids (A. africanus, the robust australopithecines, and H. habilis), none clearly derived from another? Moreover, none of the three display any evolutionary trends during their tenure on earth. Put briefly, the scenario of human evolution, which is "upheld" with the help of various drawings of some "half ape, half human" creatures appearing in the media and course books, that is, frankly, by means of propaganda, is nothing but a tale with no scientific foundation. Lord Solly Zuckerman, one of the most famous and respected scientists in the U.K., who carried out research on this subject for years and studied Australopithecus fossils for 15 years, finally concluded, despite being an evolutionist himself, that there is, in fact, no such family tree branching out from ape-like creatures to man.
Harun Yahya (Those Who Exhaust All Their Pleasures In This Life)