Son Quotes - Page 54
To every separate person a thing is what he thinks it is – in other words, not a thing, but a think.
Penelope Fitzgerald (1998). “The Gate of Angels”, p.49, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
"The Correspondence of Michael Faraday: 1832-December 1840, Letters 525-1333".
Like sweet morning dew I took one look at you And it was plain to see You were my destiny
Song: You're All I Need