Edward Carpenter

Do not think too much of the dead husk of your friend, or mourn too much over it, but send your thoughts out towards the real soul or self which has escaped - to reach it.

Early in 1888 one or two of us got together to establish our own Sheffield Socialist Society.

I might have simply settled down into an armchair literary life. I really don't know exactly why I didn't.

I've conducted an experiment on my kids. Instead of denying them access to media, I've encouraged it. They read comic books, play Nintendo and watch way too much TV.

Pithy sentences are like sharp nails which force truth upon our memory.

Another thing that freaks me out is time. Time is like a book. You have a beginning, a middle and an end. It's just a cycle.