Don't worry about people stealing an idea. If it's original, you will have to ram it down their throats.
—Howard H. Aiken
Books won't stay banned. They won't burn. Ideas won't go to jail. In the long run of history, the censor and the inquisitor have always lost. The only sure weapon against bad ideas is better ideas.
—Alfred Whitney Griswold
Around here, however, we don’t look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we're curious… and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.
—Walt Disney
The test of a first rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald
To die for an idea; it is unquestionably noble. But how much nobler it would be if men died for ideas that were true!
—H. L. Mencken
A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man’s brow.
—Charles Brower
Platitude: an idea (a) that is admitted to be true by everyone, and (b) that is not true.
—H. L. Mencken
It's not that we need new ideas, but we need to stop having old ideas.
—Edwin Land
I have no riches but my thoughts. Yet these are wealth enough for me.
—Sara Teasdale
"Lack of money is no obstacle. Lack of an idea is an obstacle.
—Ken Hakuta
One can live in the shadow of an idea without grasping it.
—Elizabeth Bowen
Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything.
—D. H. Lawrence
We think in generalities, but we live in detail.
—Alfred North Whitehead
Ideas shape the course of history.
—John Maynard Keynes
Soon the child's clear eye is clouded over by ideas and opinions, preconceptions and abstractions. Simple free being becomes encrusted with the burdensome armor of the ego. Not until years later does an instinct come that a vital sense of mystery has been withdrawn. The sun glints through the pines, and the heart is pierced in a moment of beauty and strange pain, like a memory of paradise. After that day… we become seekers.
—Peter Matthiessen