It's a wonder that any mother ever called a daughter Dinah again. But some did. Maybe you guessed that there was more to me than the voiceless cipher in the text. Maybe you heard it in the music of my name: the first vowel high and clear, as when a mother calls to her child at dusk; the second sound soft, for whispering secrets on pillows. Dee-nah.
Quotes about cipher (10 Quotes)
It is disgraceful to live at the cost of one's self-respect. Self-respect is the most vital factor in life. Without it, man is a cipher. To live worthily with self-respect, one has to overcome difficulties. It is out of hard and ceaseless struggle alone that one derives strength, confidence and recognition.
Better never trouble trouble Until trouble troubles you. For youre sure to make your trouble Double trouble when you do, And your trouble, like a bubble, That youre troubling about, May be nothing but a cipher With the rim rubbed out.
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The spiritual quality of earth eternally pregnant and containing in its fertility the unwritten cipher of cosmic lore.
Age is only a number, a cipher for the records. A man can't retire his experience. He must use it. Experience achieves more with less energy and time.
How much lies in laughter the cipher key, wherewith we decipher the whole man.
The American father. . . is never seen in London. He passes his life entirely in Wall Street and communicates with his family once a month by means of a telegram in cipher.
ART, n. This word has no definition. Its origin is related by the ingenious Father Gassalasca Jape as 'One day a wag what would the wretch be at Shifted a letter of the cipher RAT, And said it was a god's name ...'
Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he Full well the busy whisper circling round Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd. Yet was he kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault The village all declar'd how much he knew, 'Twas certain he could write and cipher too.