Omar Khayyam Quotes
I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.
Omar Khayyam
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I don't want to be a poster child for cancer.
Patrick Swayze
I have never been one of those actors who say, 'Oh, my character wouldn't do this,' or 'My character never wears an orange shirt,' or any of the number of inane things I've heard on movie sets throughout my career.
D. B. Sweeney
Cut out all these exclamation points. An exclamation point is like laughing at your own joke.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I came across humanity in Istanbul, and all I know about life comes from Istanbul, and definitely, I am writing about Istanbul. I also love the city because I live there, it has formed me, and it's me. Of course it is natural. If somebody lived all his life in Delhi, he will write about Delhi.
Orhan Pamuk
Change is not only likely, it's inevitable.
Barbara Sher
Mainly what I learned from Buddy... was an attitude. He loved music, and he taught me that it shouldn't have any barriers to it.
Waylon Jennings
There are few more powerful tools for promoting stability than the institution of marriage.
Iain Duncan Smith
It is necessary that every thing which is harmonized, should be generated from that which is void of harmony, and that which is void of harmony from that which is harmonized. ...But there is no difference, whether this is asserted of harmony, or of order, or composition... the same reason will apply to all of these.
Aristotle
I'm more of an exaggerator than a liar.
Dita Von Teese
Some things are of that nature as to make One's fancy chuckle, while his heart doth ache.
John Bunyan
I have a garden. We have fresh tomatoes and strawberries. People are different here... People out in California, they grow up quicker. They have a lot of excess, and they have a lot more things than we do here in Hungary. There, they start doing makeup when they're 13, when we would still be out in the countryside making sausage.
Barbara Palvin
I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.
Omar Khayyam