George Eliot Quotes
He seemed to weave, like the spider, from pure impulse, without reflection. Every man's work, pursued steadily, tends in this way to become an end in itself, and so to bridge over the loveless chasms of his life.
George Eliot
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And I pray thee, loving Jesus, that as Thou hast graciously given me to drink in with delight the words of Thy knowledge, so Thou wouldst mercifully grant me to attain one day to Thee, the fountain of all wisdom and to appear forever before Thy face.
Venerable Bede
I've been designing since I was 8. I started sketching dresses I could wear when skating. I was always involved in all aspects of skating, not just the technique, the choreography, the music, but the visual aspects, too - what I should wear.
Vera Wang
I've always been quite a happy person, but when I'm low, I'm pretty darn low.
Pam Dawber
I always have a basic plot outline, but I like to leave some things to be decided while I write.
Joanne Rowling
In 1930, I was at the top of my career. I won the Most Valuable Player award.
Hack Wilson
It's a complicated issue, and you can't boil it down in a tweet... two sentences cannot sum up the whole gun debate... The minute you try to talk about it honestly and openly, you get raked over the coals.
Dan Carter
But to cut off relations with an aggressor may often invite retaliation by armed action, and this would, in its turn, make necessary some form of collective self-defence by the loyal members of the League.
Arthur Henderson
No one writes about the emotional things you go through.
Jimmy Chamberlin
The Smashing Pumpkins
Critics? Don't talk to me of critics! You think some jackanapes journalist, his soul eaten away by the maggots of jealousy and failure, has anything worthwhile to say of art? I don't.
Jonathan Raban
Doing things right in politics is no different than doing things right in life: Tell the truth, be yourself.
Jason Kander
It's impossible to write about Native life without humor-that's how people maintain sanity.
Louise Erdrich
He seemed to weave, like the spider, from pure impulse, without reflection. Every man's work, pursued steadily, tends in this way to become an end in itself, and so to bridge over the loveless chasms of his life.
George Eliot
