Rudyard Kipling Quotes
Call a truce, then, to our labors - let us feast with friends and neighbors, and be merry as the custom of our caste; for if ''faint and forced the laughter,'' and if sadness follow after, we are richer by one mocking Christmas past.
Rudyard Kipling
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I was an outsider as a kid, and I grew up around a lot of violence.
Gary Sherman
She said, 'Spell 'ant' ', and I wrote out the entire alphabet. She said, 'That doesn't spell 'ant' ', and I said, 'It's in there somewhere! There's the A, there's the N, there's the T – the rest are silent!'
Eddie Izzard
It is the stupidest children who are most childish and the stupidest grown-ups who are most grown-up.
C. S. Lewis
As my poor father used to sayIn 1863,Once people start on all this ArtGoodbye, moralitee!
A. P. Herbert
To remain on earth you must be useful, otherwise Nature regards you as old metal, and is only watching for a chance to melt you over.
Elbert Hubbard
Life is complex in its expression, involving more than percipience, namely desire, emotion, will, and feeling.
Alfred North Whitehead
I have always identified with Joan Didion's depiction of Los Angeles and Southern California, ever since reading 'Play It As It Lays,' 'Slouching Towards Bethlehem' and 'The White Album.'
Henry Rollins
Black Flag
I've not cooked Christmas dinner since 1982.
Lesley Nicol
Everyone seems to relate to the awkwardness of being a teenager, or even a 30-year-old.
Eddie Kaye Thomas
I have finished second twice in my time at Green Bay, and I don't ever want to finish second again. There is a second place bowl game, but it is a game for losers played by losers. It is and always has been an American zeal to be first in anything we do, and to win, and to win, and to win.
Vince Lombardi
Mystery Men you can take grandma, you can take everyone to see this film.
Kel Mitchell
Call a truce, then, to our labors - let us feast with friends and neighbors, and be merry as the custom of our caste; for if ''faint and forced the laughter,'' and if sadness follow after, we are richer by one mocking Christmas past.
Rudyard Kipling