I used to forget everything, beginning with my resolutions. Fundamentally, nothing mattered. War, suicide, love, poverty got my attention, of course, when circumstances forced me, but a courteous, superficial attention.
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We are making progress and yet nothing is changing.
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Unlike Newton, however, Leibniz was more than happy to publish his work, and so Europe first heard about calculus from Leibniz in 1684, and not from Newton (who published nothing on the subject until 1693). When the Royal Society was asked to adjudicate between the rival claims of the two men over the development of the theory of calculus, they gave credit for the first discovery to Newton, and credit for the the first publication to Leibniz. However, the Royal Society, by then under the rather biased presidency of Newton himself, later also accused Leibniz of plagiarism, a slur from which Leibniz never really recovered.
Ironically, it was Leibniz's mathematics that eventually triumphed, and his notation and his way of writing calculus, not Newton's more clumsy notation, is the one still used in mathematics today.
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I love talking about nothing
It is the only thing I know anything about
"To a great mind, nothing is little."
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A broken bone is nothing compared to a broken heart. One is a scratch. The other leaves a scar on your soul.
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Albus Dumbledore
Nothing like this man had ever been seen on Privet Drive. He was tall, thin, and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright, and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked, as though it had been broken at least twice. This
man’s name was Albus Dumbledore.
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Against Me!
If she wants to dance and drink all night
Well, there’s no one that can stop her
She’s going 'til the house lights come up
Or her stomach spills onto the floor
This night is gonna end
When we’re damn well ready for it to be over
Worked all week long
Now the music is playing on our time
Yeah, we do what we do to get by
And then we need a release
You get mixed up with the wrong guys
You get messed up on the wrong drugs
Sometimes the party takes you places
That you didn’t really plan on going
When people see the track marks on her arms
She knows what they’re thinking
She keeps on working for that minimum
As if a high school education
Gave you any other options, you know
They don’t know nothing about redemption
They don’t know nothing about recovery
Some people just aren't the type for marriage and family