E. B. White Quotes
Early summer days are a jubilee time for birds. In the fields, around the house, in the barn, in the woods, in the swamp - everywhere love and songs and nests and eggs.
E. B. White
Quotes to Explore
History rarely repeats itself, but its echoes never go away.
Tariq Ali
To work without attachment is to work without the expectation of reward or fear of any punishment in this world or the next. Work so done is a means to the end, and God is the end.
Ramakrishna
It puzzled me that other people hadn't found out, too. God was gone. We were younger. We had reached past him. Why couldn't they see it? It still puzzles me.
Frances Farmer
What's important is to be able to see yourself, I think, as having commonality with other people and not determine, because of your good luck, that everybody is less significant, less interesting, less important than you are.
Harrison Ford
The third-down sacks are critical ones, 'cause that's getting off the field.
Dan Quinn
I never met a kid I liked.
W. C. Fields
You have to ask if the country would have been ready for Barack Obama if we hadn't been prepared by Colin Powell and Condoleezza Rice. If they hadn't already been in positions of enormous power and influence - secretary of state, secretary of defence - you know what I mean?
Forest Whitaker
Perhaps it is time to debate culture. The common story is that in 'real' African culture, before it was tainted by the West, gender roles were rigid and women were contentedly oppressed.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Despite everything, I have few regrets. I have crammed a lot of living into my time.
Peter Lawford
The black earth drinks, in turnThe trees drink up the earth.The sea the torrents drinks, the sun the sea,And the moon drinks the sun.Why, comrades, do ye flout me,If I, too, wish to drink?
Anacreon
I didn't always value the ways black people talked. I thought, in order to make art out of it, you had to change it.
August Wilson
Early summer days are a jubilee time for birds. In the fields, around the house, in the barn, in the woods, in the swamp - everywhere love and songs and nests and eggs.
E. B. White
