Beth Gibbons Quotes
I've had a wordless phase, and that's still not entirely over: what I sing is not always literally meant that way, and you can hear that in the way it is sung.
Beth Gibbons
Portishead
Quotes to Explore
I'm just a musician and a record producer.
Quincy Jones
I wake up every morning knowing how ridiculously lucky I am to be able to do what I love for a living, and that sense of wonder never, ever wears off.
J. Michael Straczynski
I mean, there's no point in sittin' around and cryin' about spilt milk. Gotta move on.
Ted Turner
It is reason, and not passion, which must guide our deliberations, guide our debate, and guide our decision.
Barbara Jordan
I tried to get a baseball movie made a couple of years ago and I don't think it didn't happen because I was a woman, but because sports movie don't sell internationally.
Callie Khouri
I am not sad, but I am melancholic. When you lose your mother at 20 and then your father soon after, melancholia is part of your life.
Patricia Kaas
You sit up there, and you see the whole gamut of human nature. Even if the case being argued involves only a little fellow and $50, it involves justice. That's what is important.
Earl Warren
As you get older, you can suffer from painful hips, and our joints wear a lot quicker than for people of average height.
Warwick Davis
I have stayed true to that first idea that people can have a day in their lives that is very important and if they can reconnect with that day, reconnect with the people they were then, they can suddenly revive their emotions.
Victoria Wood
There are those who so dislike the nude that they find something indecent in the naked truth.
F. H. Bradley
Even though Hayek, in my view, is the leading economic thinker of the 20th century who saw what must be the mainsprings of the extended order, Mises was the choice technician, and no one was better at articulating the primacy of the individual and the need to define and nurture individual rights.
Vernon L. Smith
But especially he loved to run in the dim twilight of the summer midnights, listening to the subdued and sleepy murmurs of the forest, reading signs and sounds as a man may read a book, and seeking for the mysterious something that called - called, waking or sleeping, at all times, for him to come.
Jack London
