Yesterday is History.
Tomorrow a Mystery.
Today is a Gift.
That’s why it’s called the Present.

Alice Morse Earle

If you are wrong, admit it quickly and emphatically.

Dale Carnegie

En politique, on succède à des imbéciles et on est remplacé par des incapables.

— Georges Clemenceau

Perso, je reformule :

Dans la vie, on succède à des imbéciles et on est remplacé par des incapables.

Et pour les non francophones :

In politics [or “in life” in my version], one is the successor of fools and is then replaced by incompetents.

The plural of “anecdote” is not “fact”.

Cory Doctrow referring to homeopathy.

Originally The plural of anecdote is not data and apparently attributed to Frank Kotsonis (a pharmacologist), apparently in The Clinical Evaluation of a Food Additive: Assessment of Aspartame.

Comment pourrait-on le traduire en français ? Le pluriel d’“anecdote” n’est pas “faits” ?

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W. H. Auden