Matthew Arnold Quotes
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn evening. The Field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither’d leaves, and the elms, Fade into dimness apace, Silent;-hardly a shout From a few boys late at their play!
Matthew Arnold
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Question the motives of those who make requests of you. Discover what they really want. You may not want to give it.
Vernon Howard
Imagine if I'd said, 'I have to be the best actress - I want that and nothing else.' I never would have directed. I never would have produced. I never would have done a beauty line. I would have just worried about getting a job or been frustrated that I wasn't getting the job that I wanted. I was ready to be a businesswoman.
Salma Hayek
Sure, politics ain't bean-bag. 'Tis a man's game, an' women, childer, cripples an' prohybitionists 'd do well to keep out iv it.
Finley Peter Dunne
A philosopher of imposing stature doesn't think in a vacuum. Even his most abstract ideas are, to some extent, conditioned by what is or is not known in the time when he lives.
Alfred North Whitehead
Samuel smiled at me. 'Freedom and fairness are very important to you, aren't they?' I nodded, and frowned. 'They're important to everybody.' He laughed. 'Oh, no, Anita, you would be amazed at the number of people who try to give away their freedom at every opportunity. They much prefer that someone else make their decisions.'
Laurell K. Hamilton
The fundamental premise of liberalism is the moral incapacity of the American people.
Alan Keyes
I've always been one foot in, one foot out of this game because I'm not comfortable with being on the pedestal or the poster. That's just not who I am. I'm more like the grunt. I want to be the guy behind the guy.
Paul Walker
It is always too soon to quit.
V. Raymond Edman
Ultimately, it's an illusion that you can understand yourself.
Paul Schrader
If eternity had a season, it would be midsummer. Autumn, winter, spring are all change and passage, but at the height of summer the year stands poised. It's only a passing moment, but even as it passes the heart knows it cannot change.
Ursula K. Le Guin
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn evening. The Field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither’d leaves, and the elms, Fade into dimness apace, Silent;-hardly a shout From a few boys late at their play!
Matthew Arnold