Karen DeCrow Quotes
One year, I was a patron of a new opera. It was, to put it kindly, unpleasant to the ear. The friends I went with hated it. Keeping quiet about my contribution, I was outed when one of them, reading the program at the restaurant during dinner, saw my name.
Karen DeCrow
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In order to acquire a growing and lasting respect in society, it is a good thing, if you possess great talent, to give, early in your youth, a very hard kick to the right shin of the society that you love. After that, be a snob.
Salvador Dali
I've never been able to understand what they mean by 'Pinteresque,'. I'm sure it's indefinable.
Harold Pinter
I think of New Yorkers as not taking the time to talk to someone they don't know.
Carla Hall
There are minds so impatient of inferiority that their gratitude is a species of revenge, and they return benefits, not because recompense is a pleasure, but because obligation is a pain.
Samuel Johnson
Our goal is not simply to reconstruct the Japan that existed before March 11, 2011, but to build a new Japan. We are determined to overcome this historic challenge.
Yoshihiko Noda
The Catholic Church was the church of the colonial fascist regime.
Samora Machel
A song just doesn't have verse-chorus-verse. It could just be one line. There are Chinese love songs that you have to learn one melody for a three-minute thing, and nothing ever repeats. I like that.
Jeff Buckley
When Anaxagoras was told of the death of his son, he only said, "I knew he was mortal." So we in all casualties of life should say "I knew my riches were uncertain, that my friend was but a man." Such considerations would soon pacify us, because all our troubles proceed from their being unexpected.
Plutarch
I was reading all these male writers who were doing wild and wonderful things. It gave me permission to experiment.
Sandra Cisneros
Hopefully things will work out where we become friends enough so that he gives me back my bullet.
Billy Joe Shaver
My own physicality, not an abstract idea, makes me a choreographer.
Twyla Tharp
One year, I was a patron of a new opera. It was, to put it kindly, unpleasant to the ear. The friends I went with hated it. Keeping quiet about my contribution, I was outed when one of them, reading the program at the restaurant during dinner, saw my name.
Karen DeCrow