John Milton Quotes
Into this wild Abyss/ The womb of Nature, and perhaps her grave--/ Of neither sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire,/ But all these in their pregnant causes mixed/ Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight,/ Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain/ His dark materials to create more worlds,--/ Into this wild Abyss the wary Fiend/ Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while,/ Pondering his voyage; for no narrow frith/ He had to cross.
John Milton
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I listen to a mixture of old jazz, contemporary, pop, some world beat stuff and various odds and ends.
Walter Becker
Steely Dan
I don't think we can go back to the old days. But I think that what the government needs to do is it needs to make sure that the pricing is fair, that you don't have monopolies out there, so that people don't have a chance to compete fairly.
Dan Glickman
I'm not worried at all about going to 160 lb.
Canelo Alvarez
Where there is Torah it sustains the world.
Ovadia Yosef
We were on the cover of Women's Wear Daily, which was hardly rock 'n' roll, but it pleased me.
Gary Kemp
Spandau Ballet
You can't sit here and try to predict what kind of character I'm going to be drawn to next. At the time when I read 'The Girl on the Train,' it wasn't like I was, 'Ooh, I want to play a hot mess next.'
Haley Bennett
What a terrible thing to have lost one's mind. Or not to have a mind at all. How true that is.
Dan Quayle
We are children of the eternity: But this world is an out-birth out of the eternal; and its palpability taketh its original in the anger; the eternal nature is its root.
Jakob Bohme
Childhood ought to have at least a few entitlements that aren't entangled with utilitarian considerations. One of them should be the right to a degree of unencumbered satisfaction in the sheer delight and goodness of existence in itself.
Jonathan Kozol
Among the works of man, which human life is rightly employed in perfecting, the first in importance surely is man himself.
John Stuart Mill
Into this wild Abyss/ The womb of Nature, and perhaps her grave--/ Of neither sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire,/ But all these in their pregnant causes mixed/ Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight,/ Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain/ His dark materials to create more worlds,--/ Into this wild Abyss the wary Fiend/ Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while,/ Pondering his voyage; for no narrow frith/ He had to cross.
John Milton