“Buddha was speaking in a village square one day, when one of the inhabitants started to abuse him. Buddha paused and said to the man, "If you offer me a piece of paper and I refuse to accept it, what happens to the paper?" "Why, it stays with me, of course," the villager replied. Buddha smiled gently, "And that is exactly what I am doing with your abuse," he said. "I am not accepting it, therefore it stays with you."” IfsMenSaidWisdomHappensCoursesAcceptingPiecesHe ManOne DayOffersPaperAbuseRefuseVillageSquaresStay With Me Author:Gautama Buddha
“I just feel like this skin is mine. It's aging every day and the tattoos are aging with me. So, I'm going to be an old piece of paper one day with a lot of work on it.” FeelsPiecesMinesOne DayPaperSkinsAgingTattoo Author:Maria Dahvana Headley
“One day the Constitution of Colorado is the highest law of the state. The next day it’s waste paper.” StatesLawNextOne DayWastePaperHighestConstitutionNext DayColorado Author:Robert F. Williams
“It suddenly dawned on me one day, when I was reading in the paper about a woman wrestler, that being a curmudgeon was the last thing in the world that a man can be that a woman cannot be. Women can be irritating -- after all, they are women -- but they cannot be curmudgeons.” MenWorldLastsReadingOne DayPaperIrritatingWrestlerCurmudgeon Book:The cat and the curmudgeon Source: The cat and the curmudgeon
“We knew the time would come that we'd have to step down because we'd been winning Oscars for 15 years. I discovered this one day when I got home, my mother was reading a newspaper and she said, 'Again? What are you doing in the papers?' And I realized if my mother thought that of me, what would my enemies think?” IfsThinkingYearsSaidHomeMotherReadingWinningStepsEnemyOne DayPaperI RealizedNewspapersOscarsPapers Author:Ferran Adria
“An artist of understanding and experience can show more of his great power and art in small things roughly and rudely done, than many another in a great work. A man may often draw something with his pen on a half sheet of paper in one day . . . . and it shall be fuller of art and better than another's great work whereon he hath spent a whole year's careful labor.” MenYearsMayArtDoneWholeShowsArtistUnderstandingHalfOne DayPaperDrawsLaborCarefulPensSheetsSmall ThingsGreat WorkGreat PowerWhole Year Author:Albrecht Durer
“Several years ago we had an intern who was none too swift. One day he was typing and turned to a secretary and said, "I'm almost out of typing paper. What do I do?" "Just use copier machine paper," she told him. With that, the intern took his last remaining blank piece of paper, put it on the photocopier and proceeded to make five blank copies.” YearsSaidGodUseLastsFivePiecesOne DayPaperYears AgoMachinesStupidityCopiesBlankSecretaryTypingCopiers Author:Dave Barry
“One day, when I was doing well in class and had finished my lessons, I was sitting there trying to analyze the game of tic-tac-toe... The teacher came along and snatched my papers on which I had been doodling... She did not realize that analyzing tic-tac-toe can lead into dozens of non-trivial mathematical questions.” TryingWellsScienceGamesRealizingClassTeacherLessonsOne DayPaperSittingMathematicsFinishedMathematicalDozenToesPapersAnalyzingTicsDoodlingTic Tacs Author:Martin Gardner
“I was first published in the newspaper put out by School of The Art Institute of Chicago, where I was a student. I wince to read that story nowadays, but I published it with an odd photo I'd found in a junk shop, and at least I still like the picture. I had a few things in the school paper, and then I got published in a small literary magazine. I hoped I would one day get published in The New Yorker, but I never allowed myself to actually believe it. Getting published is one of those things that feels just as good as you'd hoped it would.” FeelsFirstsBelieveArtStillsStoriesSchoolFoundStudentsOne DayPaperNewspapersMagazinesOddShopsChicagoJunkNew YorkersInstituteFeels JustWince Author:David Sedaris
“In Nepal, the phenomenon is reversed. Time is a stick of incense that burns without being consumed. One day can seem like a week; a week, like months. Mornings stretch out and crack their spines with the yogic impassivity of house cats. Afternoons bulge with a succulent ripeness, like fat peaches. There is time enough to do everything - write a letter, eat breakfast, read the paper, visit a shrine or two, listen to the birds, bicycle downtown to change money, buy postcards, shop for Buddhas - and arrive home in time for lunch.” WritingTwoEnoughHomeSeemsHouseMorningWeekMonthsOne DayPaperBirdCatLettersSticksFatsShopsPhenomenonCracksBreakfastLunchAfternoonConsumedBicycleSpineDowntownPeachesShrinesIncenseNepalPostcardsRipenessSucculents Book:Shopping for Buddhas: An Adventure in Nepal Source: Shopping for Buddhas: An Adventure in Nepal
“We can summarize electricity, magnetism and gravity into equations one inch long, and that's the power of field theory. And so I said to myself: I will create a field theory of strings. And when I did it one day, it was incredible, realizing that on a sheet of paper I can write down an equation which summarized almost all physical knowledge.” WritingLongSaidI CanRealizingFieldsTheoryOne DayPaperIncrediblesStringsGravityInchesElectricitySheetsEquationsMagnetismElectricity And Magnetism Author:Michio Kaku
“I got a letter one day from somebody saying, `You're always criticizing the press. Why don't you talk about what Clay Felker is doing to your own paper [The Voice]?' And my 10-year-old son Tom, now with Williams & Connelly, put in a legal opinion, not - an opinion from the back of the car saying, `You know why? What are you, afraid?' So I wrote the column. I - you know, - the column simply said that Felker is destroying this paper.” KnowsYearsSaidVoiceOpinionCarSonOne DayPaperLettersPressesCriticizeDestroyingTomsClayColumnsSimply Said Author:Nat Hentoff
“My family suffered. My hair turned up in every corner, every drawer, every meal. Even in the rice puddings Tessie made, covering each little bowl with wax paper before putting it away in the fridge--even into these prophylactically secure desserts my hair found its way! Jet black hairs wound themselves around bars of soap. They lay pressed like flower stems between the pages of books. They turned up in eyeglass cases, birthday cards, once--I swear--inside an egg Tessie had just cracked. The next-door neighbor's cat coughed up a hairball one day and the hair was not the cat's.” WayLittlesMadeBookNextFoundBlackCasesDoorsFlowerHairOne DayPaperPagesCatMy FamilyLaysCornersNeighborWoundsBarsCardsSecureMealsEggsSwearBowlsStemSoapRiceCoveringJetDessertCrackedDrawersPuddingFridgesEyeglassesBlack HairNext Door NeighborsBirthday CardHairballsRice Pudding Book:Middlesex Source: Middlesex