Philip James Bailey Quotes
Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers;
How brave, how bright his life! then mark, him hiv'd,
Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell,
Thus it is in the world-hive; most where men
Lie deep in cities as in drifts.
Philip James Bailey
Quotes to Explore
I always said that you can use the same vehicle although the driver will change, or the same vehicle to go for the race. It's a different driver, this is exactly what's happening to the cabinet.
Abdullah Ahmad Badawi
You perhaps know me as a novelist. Literature is one of the arts – in fact, the noblest of the arts. That is not my opinion; it was first expressed by the ancients. As art, literature has many similarities with the other art forms.
F. Sionil Jose
I'm not a drunk anymore, but since they cut out my tongue, I sound drunk.
Eddie Van Halen
Van Halen
Quite often, I have a compelling sense of how a role should be played. And I'm proved - equally as often - quite wrong.
Harold Pinter
It's fun to present stories that have a character that, really, everybody wants to be.
Patrick Lussier
If you need a door kicked in, just call, and we'll kick it. Now, it may not always be the answer you want, but you will get an answer.
Dan Webster
Go for a business that any idiot can run - because sooner or later, any idiot probably is going to run it.
Peter Lynch
Medicine, you see, is my first love; whether I write fiction or nonfiction, and even when it has nothing to do with medicine, it's still about medicine. After all, what is medicine but life plus? So I write about life.
Abraham Verghese
I knew that in Hollywood they tend to pigeonhole talent, and when you experience a little success in one genre, their instinct is to keep you in that box.
F. Gary Gray
If you want to be effective in this town, you need to get over it to get things done.
Dennis Hastert
Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers;
How brave, how bright his life! then mark, him hiv'd,
Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell,
Thus it is in the world-hive; most where men
Lie deep in cities as in drifts.
Philip James Bailey