When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with it fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze. – Thomas Carlyle Category: Silence
Sometimes at night I light a lamp so as not to see. – Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin Category: Self
If we got into a situation where people start burning our records, then bring it on. Thats the whole point. The gloaming has begun. Were in the darkness. This has happened before. Go read some history. – Thom Yorke Category: History