Birth is the sudden opening of a window, through which you look out upon a stupendous prospect. For what has happened? A miracle. You have exchanged nothing for the possibility of everything.

The facts of the present won't sit still for a portrait. They are constantly vibrating, full of clutter and confusion.

To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best.

Ideas, like individuals, live and die. They flourish, according to their nature, in one soil or climate and droop in another. They are the vegetation of the mental world.

The facts of the present won't sit still for a portrait. They are constantly vibrating, full of clutter and confusion.

All Finite things have their roots in the infinite, and if you wish to understand life at all, you cannot tear out it's context. And that context, astounding even to bodily eyes is the heaven of stars and the incredible procession of the great galaxies. Doc Childre and Bruce Cryer, From Chaos to Coherence Science's view of intelligence itself has begun to change. Historically, "intelligence" has been defined simply as mental capacity. Some have even proposed that it is, therefore, fixed, finite, and genetically predetermined. Now it appears intelligence has other dimensions as well, physiologically and emotionally. We all have considerably more intelligence than we thought; we just have not learned to bring our capacity for intelligence into coherence. Martin Luther King, Jr. -W. MacNeile Dixon.