Elizabeth Barrett Browning

He said true things, but called them by wrong names.

And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

The free sharing and teaching of open source is incompatible with the notion of the solitary genius.

Time, which alone makes the reputation of men, ends by making their defects respectable.

It took me realizing that a broken heart has never actually killed anyone to find the courage to ask for what I want, in just about every situation. That was part of my own growing up.