Esther Dyson Quotes
There's almost no way of doing importing honestly, because if you do you're at such a disadvantage competitively. So people spend huge amounts of effort getting around stupid laws and not paying taxes.
Esther Dyson
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We believe in the dignity of man as an individual, whatever his race, colour or creed, and his right to better, fuller, and richer life.
Lal Bahadur Shastri
Being single is only sad if you have a problem with your own company. I'm content with mine.
Olga Kurylenko
The point of painting is not really deception or imitation.
A. S. Byatt
New York kept going forward precisely because it didn't give a good goddamn about what it left behind. It was like the city that Lot left, and it would dissolve if it ever began looking backward over its own shoulder. Two pillars of salt. Long Island and New Jersey.
Colum McCann
Beauty is very much broader than just to the eye. It is our whole, positive response to life. An artist is fortunate in that his work is the inner contemplation of beauty, of perfection in life. We cannot make anything perfectly, but with inner contemplation of perfection, we can suggest it.
Agnes Martin
There might be other assistance that can be offered.
Jack Straw
Two men look out a window. One sees mud, the other sees the stars.
Oscar Wilde
(Highland) made the adjustment - they just didn't hit them.
Jay Harrington
All through my writing life I've had this impulse to write autobiographical works.
Paul Auster
To care about words, to have a stake in what is written, to believe in the power of books - this overwhelms the rest, and beside it one's life becomes very small.
Paul Auster
They say the sky is the same everywhere. Travellers, the shipwrecked, exiles, and the dying draw comfort from the thought.
Virginia Woolf
Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. "Now they are all on their knees," An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in hearth-side ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their strawy pen, Nor did it occur to one of us there To doubt they were kneeling then. So fair a fancy few would weave In these years! yet, I feel If someone said on Christmas Eve, "Come; see the oxen kneel, In the lonely barton by yonder coomb Our childhood used to know," I should go with him in the gloom, Hoping it might be so.
Thomas Hardy
