James Shirley Quotes
The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter and crown must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
James Shirley
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It's probably an intellectual weakness, but I look at the stars, and I say, 'There's something bigger than us out there.'
Dan Brown
I would never call a neighbor an enemy. But I would request the neighbor to be a good neighbor, to see that the neighbor's interest is a stable prosperous neighbor, a neighbor that is doing well.
Hamid Karzai
I only get angry at my brothers and at my father.
Malala Yousafzai
My whole career is just terror, from beginning to end. That's kind of my thing. A lot of happy accidents happened.
Patrick J. Adams
When men talk about war, the stories and terminology vary - it's this battle, these weapons, this terrain. But no matter where you go in the world, women use the same language to speak of war. They speak of fire, they speak of death, and they speak of starvation.
Abigail Disney
I have always been aware that you have to get people listening before you can change their minds. Any artist's big fear is being ignored, so if you get debate, that's great.
Damien Hirst
When somebody walks into a room they give off a certain kind of vibe or whatever and at that point that's how you're going to cast them.
Famke Janssen
I remember growing up and seeing Vanessa Hudgens' Bongo campaign in magazines. I think I probably put a few of her posters on my wall, to be honest. I wore Bongo growing up, as did my older sister - I would get her hand-me-downs as well as my own new pieces when I went shopping.
Lili Reinhart
You have only a short period of time in your life to make your mark, and I'm there now.
George Clooney
It now seemed to me that all my other guesses had been only self-pleasing dreams spun out of my wishes, but now I was awake.
C. S. Lewis
The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter and crown must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
James Shirley
