The solar system should be viewed as our backyard, not as some sequence of destinations that we do one at a time. Neil deGrasse Tyson backyarddestinationsequence Change image and share on social
The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war. Douglas MacArthur beardeeppeace Change image and share on social
The soldiers did go away and their towns were torn down; and in the Moon of Falling Leaves (November), they made a treaty with Red Cloud that said our country would be ours as long as grass should grow and water flow. Black Elk cloudcountryfall share on social
The soldiers' last meal is generally served out about five o'clock in the afternoon, sometimes earlier; and a stretch of fourteen hours intervenes between then and breakfast. Patrick MacGill afternoonbreakfastclock Change image and share on social
The soldiers never explained to the government when an Indian was wronged, but reported the misdeeds of the Indians. Geronimo explaingovernmentindian Change image and share on social
The soldiers that didn't come back were the heroes. It's a roll of the dice. If a bullet has your name on it, you're a hero. If you hear a bullet go by, you're a survivor. Bob Feller backbulletdice Change image and share on social
The sole and basic source of our strength is the solidarity of workers, peasants and the intelligentsia, the solidarity of the nation, the solidarity of people who seek to live in dignity, truth, and in harmony with their conscience. Lech Walesa basicconsciencedignity share on social
The sole art that suits me is that which, rising from unrest, tends toward serenity. Andre Gide artriseserenity Change image and share on social
The sole equality on earth is death. Philip James Bailey deathearthequality Change image and share on social
The sole literary presence from my childhood was my grandfather, a Jewish immigrant from Latvia, who eccentrically copied poems into the backs of his books. After he died, when I was 8 years old, my grandmother gave his books away, and his poems were lost. Edward Hirsch backbookchildhood share on social