David Eugene Smith Quotes
What, after all, is mathematics but the poetry of the mind, and what is poetry but the mathematics of the heart?
Quotes to Explore
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At Christmas, I am always struck by how the spirit of togetherness lies also at the heart of the Christmas story. A young mother and a dutiful father with their baby were joined by poor shepherds and visitors from afar. They came with their gifts to worship the Christ child.
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We will do everything to change what needs to be changed, fight against recession so that the country meets its targets, while reinforcing our country in the heart of the euro and the European Union.
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I think poetry's always a kind of faith. It is the kind that I have.
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We seek for truth in ourselves; in our neighbours, and in its essential nature. We find it first in ourselves by severe self scrutiny, then in our neighbours by compassionate indulgence, and, finally, in its essential nature by that direct vision which belongs to the pure in heart.
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There will be some things I do well and things I do wrong. But I keep coming. Playing with heart. That's going to help me continue to grow.
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I think that's very sad, that I haven't allowed my heart to be broken. I have broken a few.
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The human being is flesh and consciousness, body and soul; his heart is an abyss which can only be filled by that which is godly.
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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.
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He who is cruel to animals becomes hard also in his dealings with men. We can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals.
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A more secret, sweet, and overpowering beauty appears to man when his heart and mind open to the sentiment of virtue.
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We've got our own daylight to get bad thoughts away, and we talk with that light - our star in our heart. We take away what's unimportant.
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My little siblings keep me grounded. I'm a kid at heart.
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I grew up in Jerusalem and went to school here. I studied at the Hebrew University - mostly Islam and Arabic: Arab literature, Arab poetry and culture, because I felt like we are living in this region, in the Middle East, and we are not alone: There are nations here whose culture is Arab.
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The brain isn't like the heart. They learned how to transplant a heart. The brain is more complex.
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There can be a fundamental gulf of gracelessness in a human heart which neither our love nor our courage can bridge.
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The Lord opened the understanding of my unbelieving heart, so that I should recall my sins.
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Our heart glows, and secret unrest gnaws at the root of our being. Dealing with the unconscious has become a question of life for us.
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The traditional mathematician recognizes and appreciates mathematical elegance when he sees it. I propose to go one step further, and to consider elegance an essential ingredient of mathematics: if it is clumsy, it is not mathematics.
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I believe in the power of poetry, which gives me reasons to look ahead and identify a glint of light.
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My father had wanted to name me for Dylan Thomas. He had seen him speak on one of those drunken poetry tours he did.
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I think it's a great thing to hear the author reading. I've listened to CDs of Cheever and Updike reading their stories and Hemingway. To hear what their voices were like is amazing. Whether they're reading well or not, it's great to listen to the intonation and the beat of the guy who wrote the story.
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I think the American Dream says that anything can happen if you work hard enough at it and are persistent, and have some ability. The sky is the limit to what you can build, and what can happen to you and your family.
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I believe in the critical importance of participating in the political system - from voting to standing for election. It's both rewarding and necessary that men and women of good will and clear thinking engage in honest, open debate.
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What, after all, is mathematics but the poetry of the mind, and what is poetry but the mathematics of the heart?
