Dante Alighieri Quotes
Quivi sospiri, pianti e alti guairisonavan per l'aere sanza stelle,per ch'io al cominciar ne lagrimai.Diverse lingue, orribili favelle,parole di dolore, accenti d'ira,voci alte e fioche, e suon di man con ellefacevano un tumolto, il qual s'aggirasempre in quell'aura sanza tempo tinta,come la rena quando turbo spira.
Dante Alighieri
Quotes to Explore
Environmental concern is now firmly embedded in public life: in education, medicine and law; in journalism, literature and art.
Barry Commoner
A multilateral world trade system is our very best hope for addressing the broad range of issues such as market access, tariff and nontariff barriers to trade, trade in services, and trade facilitation.
Victor Fung
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown, Student of our sweet English tongue, I never indulge in poetics - Unless I am down with rheumatics.
Quintus Ennius
I have always admired the way women put outfits together.
Rachel Roy
Age is a matter of feeling, not of years.
Washington Irving
That's quite a difficult thing in life, to be who you are. And when you are doing interviews, you kind of feel this need to say something interesting.
Hans Matheson
The relationship between me and President Mandela right at the beginning was not a very well-established relationship. It was based on two meetings.
F. W. de Klerk
When you don't care then You've got nothing to lose And I won't hesitate Because every moment life is slipping away It's okay.
Ben Folds
There's a crystallization that goes on in a poem which the young man can bring off, but which the middle-aged man can't.
John Updike
If I like chocolate it won't surprise you that I have a few chocolates in my fridge, but if you find out I've got 16 warehouses full of chocolate, you'd think I was insane. All these rich guys are insane, obsessive compulsive twits obsessed with money — money is all they think about — they're all nuts.
John Cleese
Life is pain, so live it up while you can.
Ernest Hemingway
Quivi sospiri, pianti e alti guairisonavan per l'aere sanza stelle,per ch'io al cominciar ne lagrimai.Diverse lingue, orribili favelle,parole di dolore, accenti d'ira,voci alte e fioche, e suon di man con ellefacevano un tumolto, il qual s'aggirasempre in quell'aura sanza tempo tinta,come la rena quando turbo spira.
Dante Alighieri