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“- ... Jamais substime teus inimigos Saber o momento de recuar não é sinal de covardia mas de extrema sabedoria.”

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“When an official report in the UK was commissioned to examine the mathematics needed in the workplace, the investigator found that estimation was the most useful mathematical activity. Yet when children who have experienced traditional math classes are asked to estimate, they are often completely flummoxed and try to work out exact answers, then round them off to look like an estimate. This is because they have not developed a good feel for numbers, which would allow them to estimate instead of calculate, and also because they have learned, wrongly, that mathematics is all about precision, not about making estimates or guesses. Yet both are at the heart of mathematical problem solving.”

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Book:What's Math Got to Do with It?: Helping Children Learn to Love Their Least Favorite Subject--and Why It's Important for America
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“What never crossed my mind was that someone else who lived under our roof, who played cards with my mother, at breakfast and supper at our table, recited the Hebrew blessing on Fridays for the sheer fun of it, slept in one of our beds, used our towels, shared our friends, watched TV with us on rainy days when we sat in the living room with a blanket around us because it got cold and we felt so snug being all together as we listened to the rain patter against the windows—that someone else in my immediate world might like what I liked, want what I wanted, be who I was. It would never have entered my mind because I was still under the illusion that, barring what I'd read in books, inferred from rumors, and overheard in bawdy talk all over, no one my age had ever wanted to be both man and woman—with men and women. But before he'd stepped out of the cab and walked into our home, it would never have seemed remotely possible that someone so thoroughly okay with himself might want me to share his body as much as I ached to yield mine.”

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Book:Call Me by Your Name
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“What never crossed my mind was that someone else who lived under our roof, who played cards with my mother, ate breakfast and supper at our table, recited the Hebrew blessing on Fridays for the sheer fun of it, slept in one of our beds, used our towels, shared our friends, watched TV with us on rainy days when we sat in the living room with a blanket around us because it got cold and we felt so snug being all together as we listened to the rain patter against the windows—that someone else in my immediate world might like what I liked, want what I wanted, be who I was. It would never have entered my mind because I was still under the illusion that, barring what I'd read in books, inferred from rumors, and overheard in bawdy talk all over, no one my age had ever wanted to be both man and woman—with men and women. But before he'd stepped out of the cab and walked into our home, it would never have seemed remotely possible that someone so thoroughly okay with himself might want me to share his body as much as I ached to yield mine.”

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Book:Call Me by Your Name
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“Where will the careless conglomeration of environment, heredity, and stimulus lead me? Someday I may say: It was of great significance that I sat and laughed at myself in a convertible with the rain coming down in rattling sheets on the canvas roof. It influenced my life that I did not find content immediately and easily—and now I am I because of that. It was inestimably important for me to look back at the lights of Amherst town in the rain, with the wet black tree-skeletons against the liquid streetlights and gray November mist, and then look at the boy beside me and feel all the hurting beauty go flat because he wasn't the right one—not at all.”

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Book:The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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“وقد انتهى من الدراسة. أما اغترافه من ً بحر الثقافة فلا يتوقف أبدا. إنه يُشبع بها أشواقه إلى املعرفة ويكمل بها ذاته لتكون ً أهلا ً للمركز الذي سيشغله يوما بإذن الله وفضله. ويتسلَّح بها في نضاله الطويل املرير ُّ في الغابة الرسمية التي يطالب فيها كل ٍ ذي شأن بقرابينه. إنه لا يملك سحر املال، ولا يتمتع بامتيازات الأسر الكبرية. ولا قوة حزبية تسنده، وليس من الذين يرتضون أن يلعبوا َّ دور البهلوان أو العبد أو القواد، إنه واحد من أبناء الشعب التعيس الذي عليه أن يتزود َّ بكل سلاح، ويتحني كل فرصة، ويتوكل على الله، ويستلهم حكمته الأبدية التي قضت على َّ الإنسان بالسقوط في الأرض لريتفع بعرقه ودمه مرةً أخرى إلى السماء”

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Book:حضرة المحترم
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