Siegfried Sassoon Quotes
Soldiers are citizens of death's grey land, drawing no dividend from time's tomorrows.
Siegfried Sassoon
Quotes to Explore
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I've been making music for a long time, since I was very young, but at the same time, I'm still exploring what works for me. I feel like I'm just starting out.
Anton Zaslavski
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You learn so much on set; I don't know if you learn as much anywhere else as you do when you're on set, working.
Maika Monroe
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'The Larry Sanders Show,' it's actually about love, which would sound like a paradox at first. But if that love didn't exist, the darker attitudes would not play. You would have a one-dimensional, cynical show, which I don't think the show was.
Garry Shandling
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I'd open doors for anyone who opens doors for me.
Quavo
Migos
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'The Satanic Verses' was denied the ordinary life of a novel. It became something smaller and uglier: an insult.
Salman Rushdie
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You're allowed to make things for women on television, and there's not like... you don't have to go through the humiliation of having made something directed at women. There it's just accepted, whereas if it's a feature, it's like 'So, talk to me about chick flicks.' It's like... I don't think you want to hear my opinion about this.
Callie Khouri
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Look to see the best in everyone - especially in those who refuse to do the same. Perhaps your kindness will break someone's shell or be a catalyst to change their mind.
Allison McAtee
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The prose writer drags meaning along with a rope, the poet makes it stand out and hit you.
T. E. Hulme
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So important are insects and other land-dwelling arthropods that if all were to disappear, humanity probably could not last more than a few months.
E. O. Wilson
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Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labour, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played, Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound. Since then 'tis centuries; but each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity.
Emily Dickinson
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Soldiers are citizens of death's grey land, drawing no dividend from time's tomorrows.
Siegfried Sassoon