Stephen Spender (Sir Stephen Harold Spender) Quotes
Near the snow, near the sun, in the highest fields, See how these names are fêted in the waving grass And by the streamers of the white cloud And whispers of the wind in the listening sky. The names of those who in their lives fought for life, Who wore at their hearts the fire's centre. Born of the sun, they travelled a short while toward the sun And left the vivid air signed with their honour.
Stephen Spender
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You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind.
Mahatma Gandhi
The system of creating opportunities for those who were by law excluded, you've got to do that. But you mustn't create a perception that the process is devoid of competitiveness... devoid of building a world class, sustainable black business community.
Patrice Motsepe
My parents have always given me whatever I wanted. Took me to the ballet, the opera, museum exhibitions. I was always surrounded by art. It's their fault I've become an actress.
Bar Paly
'Aye, build it on these banks,' the monarch said,'That when the autumn winds have swept the sea,They may come hither with their falling rains,A voice of mighty weeping o'er her grave.'
Henry Saint Clair Fredericks
If you actually took the number of Muslims Americans, we'd be one of the largest Muslim countries in the world.
Barack Obama
For it stirs the blood in an old man’s heart, And makes his pulses fly,To catch the thrill of a happy voice And the light of a pleasant eye.
Nathaniel Parker Willis
You spend all day getting the song goo,d and you're listening to it late at night, and you're happy with it. But you should sleep on it and come back in the morning and make sure.
James Edward Olliges Jr.
But you weren't born expecting that kind of beauty in everyone, all the time. You just got programmed into thinking anything else is ugly.
Scott Westerfeld
Hide them all, then. Keep her – them – safe. Please.' And what will you give me in return, Severus?' In – in return? Anything.
Joanne Rowling
Near the snow, near the sun, in the highest fields, See how these names are fêted in the waving grass And by the streamers of the white cloud And whispers of the wind in the listening sky. The names of those who in their lives fought for life, Who wore at their hearts the fire's centre. Born of the sun, they travelled a short while toward the sun And left the vivid air signed with their honour.
Stephen Spender
