can’t post, checking papers “The Rufous-Headed Hornbill Brief”

Lines from “The Pelican Brief”

Gray Grantham (reporter):

     How’d you find me?

Darby Shaw (law student):

I called the paper and asked for your address.

Gray Grantham:


Darby Shaw:

I told them I was your sister Mary, in from out of town and couldn’t find you.

Gray Grantham: [looks surprised]

How’d you know I had a sister Mary?

Darby Shaw:

       You’re not the only one who does research.

the theory of big objects. Can’t blog still checking papers

                      Stephen Hawking:

       “It is clear that we are just an advanced breed of primates on a minor planet orbiting around a very average star, in the outer suburb of one among a hundred billion galaxies. BUT, ever since the dawn of civilization people have craved for an understanding of the underlying order of the world. There ought to be something very special about the boundary conditions of the universe. And what can be more special than that there is no boundary? And there should be no boundary to human endeavor. We are all different. However bad life may seem, there is always something you can do, and succeed at. While there is life, there is hope.”


can’t blog checking papers — “What will be your verse?”

        John Keating:

        “We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute.
“We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.
“And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
“To quote from Whitman,
“O me! O life!…
of the questions of these recurring
of the endless trains of the faithless…
of cities filled with the foolish
what good amid these,
O me, O life?”
“Answer: That you are here – that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse.
     What will your verse be?”

         (From “Dead Poets Society”)