John Milton Quotes
He scarce had ceased when the superior fiend
Was moving toward the shore; his ponderous shield
Ethereal temper, massy, large and round,
Behind him cast; the broad circumference
Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb
Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views
At evening from the top of Fésolè,
Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands,
Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe.
John Milton
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In individuals, insanity is rare; but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule.
Friedrich Nietzsche
When I'm sitting in a casting room in Paris, I'm not the thinnest model. Sometimes I'm not the most flat-chested, either.
Andrej Pejic
The difference between the extras here and in France is the French extras read books. Actually, they hide the book and pretend that they're acting. Here, you can see everybody wants his break.
Berenice Bejo
The relationship with my people, the Nigerian people, is very good. My relationship with the rulers has always been problematic.
Chinua Achebe
I listen to oldies but goodies stations, '60s and '70s music.
Brian Wilson
Scientific thought - indeed, any mode of thought, whether it be religious or philosophical or anything else - is just like the fashions that we wear - only much longer lived. It's a little like a boy band.
Jasper Fforde
We made the commitment internally to develop our own superior vapor product. We didn't buy a company outside, and we believe that Vuse is a superior and game-changing technology.
Susan Cameron
I like to frequent antiques shops and flea markets like the Rose Bowl in Pasadena.
Zuleikha Robinson
It was a strange thing, this feeling of empathy. He'd never experienced it before. He realized that what hurt this woman hurt him as well, that what made her bleed caused a hemorrhage of pain within his soul.
Elizabeth Hoyt
I remember that I auditioned with the scene where I pull the grandfather out of the coffin. I just loved it so much.
Brigid Brannagh
He scarce had ceased when the superior fiend
Was moving toward the shore; his ponderous shield
Ethereal temper, massy, large and round,
Behind him cast; the broad circumference
Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb
Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views
At evening from the top of Fésolè,
Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands,
Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe.
John Milton