Wallace Stevens Quotes
Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame. Take the moral law and make a nave of it And from the nave build haunted heaven. Thus, The conscience is converted into palms, Like windy citherns hankering for hymns.
Wallace Stevens
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In falling over in heels while trying to look attractive, you don't just hurt your body, you bear the humiliation of injuring your very soul. Physical pain? Whatever, bring it on. But the humiliation? Oh, you have seen to the very weakest part of me.
Kate Reardon
Management did not emanate from nature. Management is not a tree: it's a television set. Somebody invented it. It doesn't mean it's going to work forever. Management is great. Traditional notions of management are great if you want compliance. But if you want engagement, self-direction works better.
Dan Pink
I never judge my own songwriting. It's just my heart. What's there to judge about your own heart?
Banks
The drama and the trauma of the relationship you have when you're 16 can mirror the one you have when you're 26. Life repeats itself.
Taylor Swift
I spent my whole childhood watching open-wheel racing. I spent years going to England and racing open wheel, coming back and racing open wheel. It's been my world for 20 years and beyond that. For almost my whole life, I've been watching it. I watch it and I think I know how to do it.
Danica Patrick
My desires are simply I love to teach, I love to be in uniform, I love to throw batting practice, I love to be with the kids.
Gary Carter
Wow, I did so much for young black girls and girls around the world.
Willow Smith
People are simply not willing to look at their problems honestly and admit that they have problems.
Benjamin Carson
Judicial activism must be lessened, and the judiciary should do its work and let politicians work.
Bilawal Bhutto Zardari
I hear a creak in my house, and I'm calling the police immediately, but at the same time, I do know that when I call them, I'm going to make sure to say, 'I'm a black guy, and this is my house.'
Kenya Barris
Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame. Take the moral law and make a nave of it And from the nave build haunted heaven. Thus, The conscience is converted into palms, Like windy citherns hankering for hymns.
Wallace Stevens