“One of my earliest memories is seeing the bright blue, Epic 45 of Jackie Wilson singing 'Higher and Higher,' and I'd say, 'That one!' and my parents would play it every Sunday afternoon and we'd all get up and leap around the house.” PlayHouseParentMemoriesSeeingHigherSingingBlueGet UpSundayLeapAfternoonEpicWilsonJackieSunday Afternoons Author:Bronagh Gallagher
“Two angels guide The path of man, both aged and yet young. As angels are, ripening through endless years, On one he leans: some call her Memory, And some Tradition; and her voice is sweet, With deep mysterious accords: the other, Floating above, holds down a lamp with streams A light divine and searching on the earth, Compelling eyes and footsteps. Memory yields, Yet clings with loving check, and shines anew, Reflecting all the rays of that bright lamp Our angel Reason holds. We had not walked But for Tradition; we walk evermore To higher paths by brightening Reason's lamp.” MenYearsTwoReasonLightEyeEarthYoungVoiceMemoriesWalksPathDivineSweetHigherAngelTraditionShiningGuidesEndlessChecksMysteriousStreamsYieldRaysCompellingFloatingLampsReflectingAccordFootstepsEvermoreRipening Book:Complete Works Of George Eliot Source: Complete Works Of George Eliot
“If I were poet now, I would not resist the temptation to trace my life back through the delicate shadows of my childhood to the precious and sheltered sources of my earliest memories. But these possessions are far too dear and sacred for the person I now am to spoil for myself. All there is to say of my childhood is that it was good and happy. I was given the freedom to discover my own inclinations and talents, to fashion my inmost pleasures and sorrows myself and to regard the future not as an alien higher power but as the hope and product of my own strength.” IfsPersonsGivenMemoriesMy OwnPleasureChildhoodTalentFashionPoetProductsSourceHigherSorrowShadowRegardSacredDearPossessionTemptationAliensDelicateInclinationSpoilHigher Power Author:Hermann Hesse
“Your dreams are not just the rearrangement of memory. They are the vibrations of your consciousness. Guide them and go for the higher one.” DreamMemoriesConsciousnessHigherGuidesYour DreamsVibrations Author:Amit Ray
“Any young boy can nowadays explain human flight - mechanistically: " ... and to climb you shove the throttle all the way forward and pull back just a little on the stick. ... " One might as well explain music by saying that the further over to the right you hit the piano the higher it will sound. The makings of a flight are not in the levers, wheels, and pedals but in the nervous system of the pilot: physical sensations, bits of textbook, deep-rooted instincts, burnt-child memories of trouble aloft, hangar talk.” WayHumansWellsChildrenLittlesMightYoungBitsSoundMemoriesBoysTroubleHigherSticksInstinctFlightNervousPianoWheelsClimbsAviationSensationsPilotsRootedTextbooksNervous SystemLeversPedalsWay ForwardThrottle Author:Wolfgang Langewiesche
“Up until 1986, the top marginal rate, the top statutory rate was 50 percent. Now it's 35 percent. And all the pressure is on to lower that even further. And this just doesn't make a great deal of sense. When people say, 'Oh, we can't raise taxes on the rich. They'll go on strike, they'll move to another country.' But within recent memory, it hasn't been that long ago that we had rates that were substantially higher. And these people did just fine. I just think that there's a disconnect between the facts of what taxes do and the sort of mythology of what they do.” PeopleThinkingLongCountryFactsMovingMemoriesDealsRichFineGoes OnHigherTaxesPercentPressureRaisesRateStrikesMythologyLong Ago Author:Bruce Bartlett