Walt Whitman Quotes
The mother condemned for a witch and burnt with dry
wood, and her children gazing on;
The hounded slave that flags in the race and leans by the
fence, blowing and covered with sweat,
The twinges that sting like needles his legs and neck,
The murderous buckshot and the bullets,
All these I feel or am.
Walt Whitman
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Weddings are really good for making you feel terrible about yourself if you're not where you want to be in life.
Wendi McLendon-Covey
If monarchy is corrupting - and it is - wait till you see what overt empire does to us.
Daniel Ellsberg
To make money, I did portraits . The truth is so bizarre! I'm kind of embarrassed. I was like a 19th-century pirate painter. I'd say, 'Your mom would love a painting of you!' A salesman! I'd hawk paintings.
Taylor Negron
For me, and this may not be everybody, but because I do love country music so much, there's such a feeling of home in Nashville, especially because it's such a small town. You bring up one song, everybody knows who wrote it, everybody knows their mother and what their cell number is, and all of the stories.
Garrett Hedlund
I started out in Scotland, not as a footballer of any note, and I didn't play to draw the attention of people abroad.
Walter Smith
In the 19th century, a lot of people were against outlawing child labour, because to do so would be against the very foundations of a free market economy: 'These children want to work, these people want to employ them... what is your problem? It's not as if anyone has kidnapped them...'
Ha-Joon Chang
When I'm drawing, I only do that at home, really, at my drawing table. But writing I could do in other places. So I've written in airports, in hotels, different places.
Kevin Henkes
Often, when I want to consult my impulses, I cannot find them.
Mason Cooley
I'm no longer accepting the things I cannot change...I'm changing the things I cannot accept.
Angela Davis
Envy of the male role can come as much from an undervaluation of the role of wife and mother as from an overvaluation of the public aspects of achievement that have been reserved for men.
Margaret Mead
The mother condemned for a witch and burnt with dry
wood, and her children gazing on;
The hounded slave that flags in the race and leans by the
fence, blowing and covered with sweat,
The twinges that sting like needles his legs and neck,
The murderous buckshot and the bullets,
All these I feel or am.
Walt Whitman