John Donne Quotes
At the round earth's imagin'd corners, blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls, and to your scattred bodies go.
John Donne
Quotes to Explore
I have to experience all the ghastly, bottomless depths for life for myself; it's for that reason that I went to war, and for that reason I volunteered.
Otto Dix
We have to set our own agenda, we have to set our own standards, we have to be very strong about what we want, we have to be very strong about our passion and if it's not right for you, you shouldn't do it just because you're advised by so-called geniuses.
Jackie DeShannon
I have cravings all the time, even when I'm not pregnant.
Laila Ali
We have made mistakes. In our haste to do all things for all people, we did not foresee the full consequences of our actions. And when the people raised their voices, we didn't hear. But our deafness was only a temporary condition, and not an irreversible condition.
Barbara Jordan
My son, Wolfgang, plays drums, guitars and bass.
Eddie Van Halen
Van Halen
I have always believed that one should not be scared of losing, I think that really is the key.
Imran Khan
I never go looking for a sucker. I look for a Champion and make a sucker of of him.
Amarillo Slim
There's lots of Tolkien that must be confusing to people.
Ian Mckellen
'Grace' is basically a death prayer. Not something of sorrow, but of just casting away any fear of death. No relief will come - you really just have to stew in your life until it's time to go. But sometimes, somebody else's faith in you can do wonders.
Jeff Buckley
Society determines how long and in what manner the individual organism shall live. This determination may be institutionally programmed in the operation of social controls, as in the institution of law. Society can maim and kill. Indeed, it is in its power over life and death that it manifests its ultimate control over the individual.
Peter L. Berger
How often have I found that wanting to use blue, I didn't have it so I used a red instead of the blue.
Pablo Picasso
At the round earth's imagin'd corners, blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls, and to your scattred bodies go.
John Donne