Walt Whitman Quotes
And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.... And as to you corpse, I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me, I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing, I reach to the leafy lips — I reach to the polished breasts of melons. And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before.
Walt Whitman
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If I go on a diet and work out, I'm always in a bad mood. I'd rather be a little heavier but nice.
Salma Hayek
All institutions have lapses, even great ones, especially by individual rogue employees - famously in recent years at 'The Washington Post,' 'The New York Times,' and the three original TV networks.
Carl Bernstein
If people don't want to come out to the ball park, nobody's gonna stop 'em.
Yogi Berra
I do not believe any president can bind a successor president to give up his fundamental role as protector of the country.
Ted Cruz
I don't think an actor ever wants to establish an image. That certainly hurt me, and yet that is also what made me successful and eventually able to do more challenging roles.
Farrah Fawcett
Sometimes we misunderstand what films can do. We just throw a whole book in there, with people just talking, talking, and talking. The picture can tell, the frame can tell.
Mads Mikkelsen
Even if it's a white crowd, I tell my jokes for the four black people in the room, not the 100 whites.
Gary Owen
I did almost a year in prison, a year in prison, just because my name is Foxy Brown.
Foxy Brown
I like to be as diverse as possible. I think the humorous side and the serious side are both elements of my personality. It's what makes me who I am and if I was to neglect either one of those sides and just focus on one of them, it wouldn't be the full spectrum of my personality.
Benjamin Hammond "Ben" Haggerty
If we all discharge our duties, rights will not be far to seek.
Mahatma Gandhi
And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.... And as to you corpse, I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me, I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing, I reach to the leafy lips — I reach to the polished breasts of melons. And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before.
Walt Whitman
