Hilary Mantel (Dame Hilary Mary Mantel) Quotes
A sea-green sky: lamps blossoming white. This is marginal land: fields of strung wire, of treadless tyres in ditches, fridges dead on their backs, and starving ponies cropping the mud. It is a landscape running with outcasts and escapees, with Afghans, Turks and Kurds: with scapegoats, scarred with bottle and burn marks, limping from the cities with broken ribs. The life forms here are rejects, or anomalies: the cats tipped from speeding cars, and the Heathrow sheep, their fleece clotted with the stench of aviation fuel.
Hilary Mantel
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Any art worthy of its name should address 'life', 'man', 'nature', 'death' and 'tragedy'.
Barnett Newman
You're not a baby boomer if you don't have a visceral recollection of a Kennedy and a King assassination, a Beatles breakup, a U.S. defeat in Vietnam, and a Watergate.
P. J. O'Rourke
I've eaten ice cream from all over the world, but until you've tasted Graham's from Geneva, Illinois, you haven't had ice cream at all.
Irvine Welsh
Note to self: Never ride a motorcycle in stilettos and a miniskirt.
Maggie Grace
My buildings are not particularly expensive. It is not a tin shed. If you want a tinny car, you pay for that.
Zaha Hadid
Our parents are obviously proud, but they're still trying to get used to the fact that we're in a band. I have a feeling my mom would actually like One Direction if I wasn't in it!
Zayn Malik
One Direction
Chains of habit are too light to be felt until they are too heavy to be broken.
Warren Buffett
This is the real unwritten rule: You don't want what you know you shouldn't. And I haven't just broken that rule. I have wrecked it, smashed it, and still... And still I want.
Elizabeth Scott
You don't help your enterprise with a policy of protection.
Jacques Santer
A sea-green sky: lamps blossoming white. This is marginal land: fields of strung wire, of treadless tyres in ditches, fridges dead on their backs, and starving ponies cropping the mud. It is a landscape running with outcasts and escapees, with Afghans, Turks and Kurds: with scapegoats, scarred with bottle and burn marks, limping from the cities with broken ribs. The life forms here are rejects, or anomalies: the cats tipped from speeding cars, and the Heathrow sheep, their fleece clotted with the stench of aviation fuel.
Hilary Mantel
