R. S. Thomas Quotes
Sunlight 's a thing that needs a window Before it enter a dark room. Windows don't happen." So two old poets, Hunched at their beer in the low haze Of an inn parlour, while the talk ran Noisily by them, glib with prose.
R. S. Thomas
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Honestly, I wasn't familiar with the whole DC comics world and the Batman world before I was part of 'Gotham.'
Camren Bicondova
I believe America is the most powerful country in the world and is a country that stands on principle. Its principles are enshrined in its very foundation and constitution, and it has a duty to serve humanity. America has a duty to follow its conscience to reject repression. It must reject oppression. It must reject humiliation.
Abdullah of Saudi Arabia
I love hats; I love putting hats on. They are artwork. You can always go out and find a dress to wear for some occasion, but there are not that many occasions you can wear a hat.
Zara Phillips
Woody Allen likes to do a lot of master shots. He likes to get the whole thing in one take, and so you could be going along doing a scene, and then the next to last line, all of a sudden, you stumble, and you have to go back to first base.
Larry David
It's a long, hard, difficult process to make it to a national championship.
Hale Irwin
Jazz can be a blank canvas full of possibilities.
Barbara Januszkiewicz
At the age of 15 I began my singing lessons, and once I became a professional performer, I dove into acting.
Elena Roger
Punctilious abyss, the yawn of space Come once a day to suffocate the sight.
Allen Tate
To become self-aware, people must be allowed to hear a plurality of opinions and then make up their own minds. They must be allowed to say, write and publish whatever they want. Freedom of expression is the most basic, but fundamental, right. Without it, human beings are reduced to automatons.
Ma Jian
I have never run campaigns based on an ethnic coalition.
John Liu
Sunlight 's a thing that needs a window Before it enter a dark room. Windows don't happen." So two old poets, Hunched at their beer in the low haze Of an inn parlour, while the talk ran Noisily by them, glib with prose.
R. S. Thomas
