Bram Stoker Quotes
Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
Bram Stoker
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Look at Microsoft, Google, and Facebook. They have all entered many sectors, and actually, in many of those sectors, they weren't as early as Tencent.
Ma Huateng
I have always believed that when you're feeling sorry for yourself, the best thing to do is help someone else.
Patricia Heaton
The bird is powered by its own life and by its motivation.
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
I started off singing in church as a child. The sound of voices coming together, that was my first moment of touching something outside of myself.
Florence Welch
Florence and the Machine
My aunt took me to see 'Salad Days' when I was seven. This story of a magic piano that infects everyone who hears it infected me, too. It was a Road to Damascus moment in my life.
Cameron Mackintosh
Lend your ears to music, open your eyes to painting, and... stop thinking! Just ask yourself whether the work has enabled you to 'walk about' into a hitherto unknown world. If the answer is yes, what more do you want?
Wassily Kandinsky
The greatest work of art about New York? The question seems nebulous. The city's magic and majesty are distilled in the photographs of Alfred Stieglitz and Paul Strand.
Jerry Saltz
Elegance is very dangerous. It's like TNT. A little goes a long way.
Edoardo Ponti
I mean, as long as it doesn't have a bra attached, guys can take a risk and wear stylish things that went out of style 30 years ago. As things go around, they come around.
Steven Tyler
Aerosmith
There is the who they thought they were and the who they wrote down, the something lost and the something gained, the discrepancy, now easily measured, between the voice they hear in their heads and the voice they find on their paper. “Our notebooks give us away,” Joan Didion observes. And they do. They also provide, to memoir makers, a shelf and a foundation.
Beth Kephart
Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
Bram Stoker