Stephen Spender (Sir Stephen Harold Spender) Quotes
History has tongues Has angels has guns has saved has praised Today proclaims Achievements of her exiles long returned Now no more rootless, for whom her printed page Glazes their bruised waste years in one Balancing present sky.
Stephen Spender
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SMALL SONG The reeds give way to the windand give the wind away
A. R. Ammons
A man who works with his hands is a laborer; a man who works with his hands and his brain is a craftsman; but a man who works with his hands and his brain and his heart is an artist.
Louis Nizer
Whatever my own practice may be, I have no doubt that it is a part of the destiny of the human race, in its gradual improvement, to leave off eating animals, as surely as the savage tribes have left off eating each other when they came in contact with the more civilized.
Henry David Thoreau
When I speak of the erotic, then I speak of it as an assertion of the life force of women; of that creative energy empowered, the knowledge and use of which we are now reclaiming in our language, our history, our dancing, our loving, our work, our lives.
Audre Lorde
There exists, if I am not mistaken, an entire world which is the totality of mathematical truths, to which we have access only with our mind, just as a world of physical reality exists, the one like the other independent of ourselves, both of divine creation.
Charles Hermite
Everyone wears what they feel great in or comfortable with.
Christian Louboutin
What was important wasn't the fireworks, it was that we were together this evening, together in this place, looking up into the sky at the same time.
Banana Yoshimoto
Love is a positive, symbiotic, reciprocal flow between two or more entities.
Inga Muscio
I remember the first script I wrote after 'Swingers' was a Western, and I just couldn't get it made.
Jon Favreau
People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.
Saadi
The first writers are first and the rest, in the long run, nowhere but in anthologies.
Carl Clinton Van Doren
History has tongues Has angels has guns has saved has praised Today proclaims Achievements of her exiles long returned Now no more rootless, for whom her printed page Glazes their bruised waste years in one Balancing present sky.
Stephen Spender
