Walt Whitman Quotes
I swear I think there is nothing but immortality!
Walt Whitman
Quotes to Explore
-
I've been in real estate for my whole life, I've been trying to sharpshoot the market with my investments, I'm never right. All you need to do is get near the bottom. That's good enough.
Barbara Corcoran
-
How it happened that Mastro Cherry, carpenter, found a piece of wood that wept and laughed like a child.
Carlo Collodi
-
A commodity appears at first sight an extremely obvious, trivial thing. But its analysis brings out that it is a very strange thing, abounding in metaphysical subtleties and theological niceties.
Karl Marx
-
I have a strange relationship with influences because mine are mostly literary or painters or poets, who I'll even quote. I don't do tributes to cinema.
Xavier Dolan
-
When Ted Williams was here, inducted into the Hall of Fame 37 years ago, he said he must have earned it, because he didn't win it because of his friendship with the writers. I guess in that way, I'm proud to be in this company that way.
Eddie Murray
-
Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives.
C. S. Lewis
-
The English king's power was curbed by Parliament, though that wasn't always a good thing, as politicians often behave no better than monarchs - there are just more of them.
Karen Maitland
-
We have Sunday morning breakfast before church. I don't do the dishes, but I do cook. I'm the griller.
Vance McAllister
-
There is but one law for all, namely that law which governs all law, the law of our Creator, the law of humanity, justice, equity - the law of nature and of nations.
Edmund Burke
-
Of course I've had a problem with people taking me seriously because of my age. People are always going do that because you're less experienced; you haven't lived as much.
Zendaya
-
Rose-Anna was tugging at the edge of her apron with a tired, futile gesture she had never made in the past – the grandmother’s gesture.
Gabrielle Roy
-
Passion is destructive; if it does not destroy, it dies.
W. Somerset Maugham