Lucius18 H

“No great genius has ever existed without some touch
of madness.1
—Aristotle (384–322 BC)”
― Aristotle

“Myndazaltall, ha ez uylagnak meny bűne uagion, mind
en chelekettem uolnais; es ha en el karhoznam, mind ez
uilag üduözülhetneis! (quodam sit).
Az en uram Jehoua Jesus christusnak, en erettem ki omlott
zent uerenek egik cheppenek harmadrezebenn: melli ki
omlott en erettem az magas kereztfann azö zent oldalaboll es kezeiböll labaiboll: uiseluen töuis koronat.
Annival uallom + es hizem isteni segichigedböll CBB mpria+
nagiobnak az en minden büneimnell, Atia ur Isten az
te Irgalmassagodat es kegielmessegedet:Valameniuel nagiob az TELLYESZENPHAROMSAAG Egi bizoni Istenseeg, az
baluanioknall, es az emberi nemzetsegnell.
Ennekokaert legi irgalmas kegielmes nekem zegeny bünös
fyadnak zolgadnak: Et erige de stercore pauperem.
Emlekezel meg az o es uy testamentomban, Ingienualo, irgalmas, igaz, kegielmes, hyuu, meg ualtoztathatatlan,
kezerithetettlenn, banatnelküll ualo, zent fogadasidroll, es igyretydröll: mellyet igaz esküeseddelis az
profetaknall, es az Euangelistaknall, christus Jesus altal, meg erössitetteell.”
― Báthory István

“He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.”
― Horace Smith

“Now the long wait was ending. On yet another world, intelligence had been born and was escaping from its planetary cradle. An ancient experiment was about to reach its climax.
Those who had begun that experiment, so long ago, had not been men -- or even remotely human. But they were flesh and blood, and when they looked out across the deeps of space, they had felt awe, and wonder, and loneliness. As soon as they possessed the power, they set forth for the stars. In their explorations, they encountered life in many forms and watched the workings of evolution on a thousand worlds. they saw how often the first faint sparks of intelligence flickered and died in the cosmic night.
And because, in all the Galaxy, they had found nothing more precious than Mind, they encouraged its dawning everywhere. They became farmers in the fields of stars; they sowed, and sometimes they reaped.
And sometimes, dispassionately, they had to weed.”
― Arthur C. Clarke