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
I didn't get to experience proper autumn until I was eighteen and heading off to college on the East Coast!
Alexandra Bracken
What had brought me to New York in the autumn of 1972 was a letter of recommendation written by Norman Mailer, the author of 'The Naked and the Dead' and American literature's leading heavyweight contender, to Dan Wolf, the delphic editor of 'The Village Voice.'
James Wolcott
The birds laugh loud and long together When Fashion's followers speed away At the first cool breath of autumn weather. Why, this is the time, cry the birds, to stay! When the deep calm sea and the deep sky over Both look their passion through sun-kissed space, As a blue-eyed maid and her blue-eyed lover Might each gaze into the other's face.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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