B. D. Schiers

Treat everyone as if they were a guest in your own house, because in reality, they are a guest in your own world.

Insight emerges out of silence.

If you want to change the world, start with the next person who comes to you in need.

What will your children be teaching your grandchildren?

Many unkind people have done kind things. Doing acts of kindness is not the same as occupying kindness, of being kindness.

Computer Science is no more about computers than astronomy is about telescopes.

One day I will kiss you, kiss you with lips that understand, kiss you with lips that can better explain, that can speak in so many languages. They will know how to say I love you in ways you have never heard, in ways that sound unlike anything any other man has mouthed before, false promises and fairy tales they did not ever believe in. One day I will kiss you, pressed words between your lips. I will kiss you and they will rattle between your teeth, run down your throat, and fill your lungs. They will echo against your ribs, they will reverberate through your limbs, they will dress every corner you’ve kept sadness hidden away until all that grows inside of you is the understanding that you are enough. One day I will tell you all about my paper napkin theories, algorithms I formed that demonstrate how the sum of all that you are, is greater than infinity, but to me you have always been the one.

By the time a man realizes that maybe his father was right, he usually has a son who thinks he’s wrong.

Do any of us really have a clue? We don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow. Or what word will come up in a conversation that will change our lives. You can be in the shower and scrubbing under your arm and find a lump that wasn’t there yesterday. I’m doing things here and now. Life is evolving. Every day life evolves.

Life is not an easy matter… You cannot live through it without falling into frustration and cynicism unless you have before you a great idea which raises you above personal misery, above weakness, above all kinds of perfidy and baseness.

We each own one car, and we have a reasonable house. It’s a lovely place to be, but it’s not extravagant.

You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you stop to look fear in the face.

We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.

The less you know, the more you believe.

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.

I don’t believe in geniuses, I believe in hard work.

The nice thing about standards is that there are so many of them to choose from.

History is more or less bunk.

What gives life its value you can find – and lose. But never posess. This holds good above all for “the Truth about Life.

Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.