Wallace Stevens Quotes
The sea returns upon the men, The fields entrap the children, brick Is a weed and all the flies are caught, Wingless and withered, but living alive. The discord merely magnified. Deeper within the belly's dark Of time, time grows upon the rock.
Wallace Stevens
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The conclusion that I have come to is that actually, no religion, whether it's Islam, Christianity or any idea based on scripture or texts, is a religion of 'anything,' really.
Maajid Nawaz
I don't regret doing any of my films. All of them have been great learning experiences, and they have contributed to making me what I am today.
Randeep Hooda
I did a film called 'Fire with Fire.'
Vincent D'Onofrio
It is sort of boring to stay in the same spot. You know, I didn't set out to become the first to do this, the first to do that. It was just that my interests were so diversified.
Barbra Streisand
Let it ever be remembered that genuine faith in Christ will ever be productive of good works; for this faith worketh by love, as the apostle says, and love to God always produces obedience to his holy laws.
Adam Clarke
I write better in Cape Breton... too many people around in Ontario. Down there I meet all sorts of non-human people, but they don't bother me, and I don't feel I have to apologize on behalf of my species quite so often.
Farley Mowat
Fiction is experimentation; when it ceases to be that, it ceases to be fiction.
John Cheever
Were there no uniforms, there would probably be no armies.
Benjamin Banneker
I'm always eager to work with people I admire, people who have experience, who've made mistakes and made great things. That's the greatest teaching I could ever get in developing my own career.
Aneurin Barnard
I love love stories, no matter how dark.
Abbie Cornish
My aunt made stuff; my mom was creative, so I was surrounded by that. When I moved to England, it was '75, and everything was happening. My whole teenage life is England, glam rock and David Bowie and Sex Pistols and Iggy Pop, all that stuff.
Maria Cornejo
The sea returns upon the men, The fields entrap the children, brick Is a weed and all the flies are caught, Wingless and withered, but living alive. The discord merely magnified. Deeper within the belly's dark Of time, time grows upon the rock.
Wallace Stevens