Utah Phillips Quotes
But if it’s true that the only true life I had was the life of my brain, what sense does it make to hand that brain to somebody for eight hours a day for their particular use on the presumption that, at the end of the day, they will give it back in an unmutilated condition? Fat chance!
Utah Phillips
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I know how to make the difference. When I make the difference, I often do it at the end of the match, and that shows that I am fresh.
Eden Hazard
I was famous from the age of 13, and after a while you become immune to it - in a good way. You look at positives and what you can do with it.
A. R. Rahman
Given a choice between Charlie Mingus and Eric Dolphy or Joe Strummer and Lou Reed, there was no choice. I like Reed and Strummer, but it's kiddie music.
Walter Becker
China Crisis
I'd like to do something with Michael Buble, Harry Connick Jr., Tim McGraw, Justin Timberlake, and Gwen Stefani.
Usher
Wars begin in the minds of men, and in those minds, love and compassion would have built the defenses of peace.
U Thant
I am a firm believer in the people. If given the truth, they can be depended upon to meet any national crisis. The great point is to bring them the real facts.
Abraham Lincoln
I don't watch any horror films. I get scared very easily.
Ed Oxenbould
I just write... if it's really good, it's going on the record. If it's average, it's going in the trash.
Tommy Lee
Mötley Crüe
I deliberately keep myself apart from a lot of stuff; I don't Tweet, I don't do Facebook, I don't blog, and that's largely because I spend my working life staring at a screen and hitting a keyboard, I am trying to cut down on that, not increase it.
Iain Banks
When you think of the people who were important in your life, prettiness was not a factor. They might have been old, fat and toothless - but they were there.
Ben Harney
I write about myself with the same pencil and in the same exercise book as about him. It is no longer I, but another whose life is just beginning.
Samuel Beckett
But if it’s true that the only true life I had was the life of my brain, what sense does it make to hand that brain to somebody for eight hours a day for their particular use on the presumption that, at the end of the day, they will give it back in an unmutilated condition? Fat chance!
Utah Phillips
