Eugene O'Neill Quotes
We'd be making sail in the dawn, with a fair breeze, singing a chanty song wid no care to it. And astern the land would be sinking low and dying out, but we'd give it no heed but a laugh, and never look behind. For the day that was, was enough, for we was free men - and I'm thinking 'tis only slaves do be giving heed to the day that's gone or the day to come - until they're old like me.
Eugene O'Neill
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When I first start writing a song, I usually write the title first, then the song, and I'll sing the song in my head and think of a visual of the song. If I can't think of a visual behind the song, I'll throw the song away.
La'Porsha Renae
Doris Lessing really doesn't care what the critics say. In fact, she orders her publishers not to send her the reviews and gets cross with them if they do because she doesn't want that in her head. She's going where she's going, and that's where she wants to go.
Salman Rushdie
The folks celebrating Jim Bunning are seeing him as an anti-government, anti-spending activist. But to embrace Jim Bunning is to embrace a strange record, if you really are a libertarian, if you really are a deficit hawk, if you really care about spending and responsibility.
Rachel Maddow
That's my favorite part about songwriting, the way you write a song, and someone else might hear it a different way.
RaeLynn
Would any one believe that I am master of slaves by my own purchase? I am drawn along by the general inconvenience of living without them.
Patrick Henry
I did a song in eight minutes. I thought everybody could write songs that fast. But working with a lot of them, they don't.
Young Thug
Actors are actors, and there should be a complete fluidity for anyone to play anything.
Eddie Redmayne
My father could swear in Gaelic and English, by the way, ladies and gentlemen.
Denis Leary
You know Manchester is always a bit of a hard place for people coming from London, just with all the history. Manchester has this immensely huge and healthy history musically.
Graham Coxon
Blur
We'd be making sail in the dawn, with a fair breeze, singing a chanty song wid no care to it. And astern the land would be sinking low and dying out, but we'd give it no heed but a laugh, and never look behind. For the day that was, was enough, for we was free men - and I'm thinking 'tis only slaves do be giving heed to the day that's gone or the day to come - until they're old like me.
Eugene O'Neill