Oscar Wilde Quotes
The gaudy leonine sunflower Hangs black and barren on its stalk, And down the windy garden walk The dead leaves scatter,- hour by hour.
Oscar Wilde
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I work on words, mostly, toward them being poetry or short stories, and then some of those become songs. They all find their place in the world, but they all start off in the same place. I'm always painting and drawing as well, and it's an ongoing creative assignment.
P. J. Harvey
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You have to love your body, respect it, and treat it well.
Irina Shayk
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My friends tease me about the fact that if someone seems bad or shady or like they have a secret, I find them incredibly interesting.
Taylor Swift
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Flattery corrupts both the receiver and the giver.
Edmund Burke
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More are the names of God and infinite are the forms through which He may be approached. In whatever name and form you worship Him, through them you will realise Him.
Ramakrishna
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I didn't know I wanted to do films until I started to do them. Very few films are made in Mexico and film-making belonged to a very specific group, a clique.
Gael Garcia Bernal
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I have no interest in being famous for the sake of being famous.
Bryan Greenberg
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Look, boys, it ever strike you that the world not real at all? It ever strike you that we have the only mind in the world and you just thinking up everything else? Like me here, having the only mind in the world, and thinking up you people here, thinking up the war and all the houses and the ships and them in the harbour. That ever cross your mind?
V. S. Naipaul
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My mother took my brother and I to a production of 'The Tempest', and it was in this very small - it could have been the basement of a church or a black box. The space was vast, but there were maybe 15 seats in the middle. Ariel came out wearing a nude sparkly thong and spike heels, and the muses had these gossamer see-through gowns on.
Phillipa Soo
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A garden is to be a world unto itself, it had better make room for the darker shades of feeling as well as the sunny ones.
William Kent
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The gaudy leonine sunflower Hangs black and barren on its stalk, And down the windy garden walk The dead leaves scatter,- hour by hour.
Oscar Wilde