John Dryden Quotes
And raw in fields the rude militia swarms,Mouths without hands; maintain'd at vast expense,In peace a charge, in war a weak defence;Stout once a month they march, a blustering band,And ever but in times of need at hand.
John Dryden
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I don't think I knew that you could be a novelist. I think a lot of my students are in the same condition. I thought it was unreachable, that it was sort of dead people. It took me a long time - I think I was well into novel writing before I really thought, 'Actually, this is a valid pastime.'
Rachel Cusk
Virtue must be valuable, if men and women of all degrees pretend to have it.
E. W. Howe
Now, everybody knows my music. So that's really cool. A lot of kids know it. Now, when I go to a sports game, everybody knows my name.
Nat Wolff
Painting what I experience, translating what I feel, is like a great liberation. But it is also work, self-examination, consciousness, criticism, struggle.
Balthasar Klossowski de Rola
I think the media world is adjusting to the digital age.
Gary Bettman
I love watching action. I remember watching Angelina Jolie in 'Tomb Raider,' and I was like 'Wow, it's so cool when a girl can go around and kick butt.'
Olga Fonda
I think that there are more opportunities for young women in America than there are in Tanzania. But I also think there are many of the same problems.
Chelsea Clinton
All brave men love; for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life, or in physical contests.
Nathaniel Hawthorne
I worried that people wouldn't like me. Now I try not to worry and focus on being happy.
Lea Michele
Defeating racism, tribalism, intolerance and all forms of discrimination will liberate us all, victim and perpetrator alike.
Ban Ki-moon
I like to talk about things when it pertains to a band. I like to talk about things that matter and music.
Hayley Williams
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And raw in fields the rude militia swarms,Mouths without hands; maintain'd at vast expense,In peace a charge, in war a weak defence;Stout once a month they march, a blustering band,And ever but in times of need at hand.
John Dryden