Hector Berlioz Quotes
It is so rare...to find a complete person, with a soul, a heart and an imagination; so rare for characters as ardent and restless as ours to meet and to be matched together, that I hardly know how to tell you what happiness it gives me to know you.
Hector Berlioz
Quotes to Explore
Democracy opens new vistas and opportunities. We should use the opportunities it offers to correct past mistakes not to blunder anew.
Ibrahim Babangida
There was a point where I really felt I had 'penniless divorcee lone parent' tattooed on my head.
Joanne Rowling
Look for yourself, and you will find in the long run only hatred, loneliness, despair, rage, ruin, and decay. But look for Christ, and you will find Him, and with Him everything else thrown in.
C. S. Lewis
Rock and Roll has no beginning and no end for it is the very pulse of life itself.
Larry Williams
My buildings are not particularly expensive. It is not a tin shed. If you want a tinny car, you pay for that.
Zaha Hadid
I found college useful for a lot of other reasons. It exposed me to a great many influences I wouldn't otherwise have encountered, and gave me a lot of time with some very intelligent people whose thoughts are still with me.
Walter Jon Williams
Before 'Giant,' I had only ever worked with Michael Greif, Michael John LaChiusa and Kate Baldwin in readings. It's really exciting to be blessed with the opportunity to work with so many I would put in the 'genius' book.
Aaron Lazar
Contemporary fiction is the hardest for me because I am not really in the popular culture - I don't watch TV.
Gail Carson Levine
Easy reading is damn hard writing.
Nathaniel Hawthorne
Without the Fender bass, there'd be no rock n' roll or no Motown. The electric guitar had been waiting 'round since 1939 for a nice partner to come along. It became an electric rhythm section, and that changed everything.
Quincy Jones
It was like the Beatles had arrived, you know. These four elderly ladies, and they were screaming for us-screaming for us. It was wonderful.
Bea Arthur
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head.
Samuel Beckett