Virginia Woolf Quotes
Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a cigarette into the gutter-all are stories. But which is the true story? That I do not know. Hence I keep my phrases hung like clothes in a cupboard, waiting for some one to wear them. Thus waiting, thus speculating, making this note and then an· other I do not cling to life. I shall be brushed like a bee from a sunflower. My philosophy, always accumulating, welling up moment by moment, runs like quicksilver a dozen ways at once.
Quotes to Explore
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Every time a congressman or pundit says its 'class warfare' to increase taxes on the wealthy, it's a massive lie.
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The stopwatch doesn't lie. The tape measure doesn't lie.
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I believe that stories find writers, writers don't find stories. With the 'Pendragon' series, I actually had multiple story ideas and decided that instead of writing them individually, I would create a character whose journey would thread them all together.
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Although the evidence at this trial shows that Charles Manson was the leader of the conspiracy to commit these murders, there is no evidence that he actually personally killed any of the seven victims in this case.
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Becoming a mom made me more contentious about expressing my true taste.
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Whether I'm speaking to conservative or liberal audiences, I don't find that people are close-minded about the things I say. I'm still optimistic that we can bridge a divide between these various bubbles. But I do think that it requires a little bit of effort.
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Baking is my pastime. I just love creating things. But it's not what I want to do for a living. Acting is what I want to do.
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I love gay Mardi Gras in Sydney, which is a big parade, a big march that thousands and thousands of people participate in. And there's one little group... well it's not little, it's got hundreds of people marching, and they're all very sweet, middle-aged and elderly people who are the parents of gay children who are out and proud.
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The reason why so few good books are written is that so few people who can write know anything.
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You might say that Richard Wagner was the Queen Victoria of Europe. He had musical children everywhere!
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When I was in law school, there was a used book store nearby. I picked up a Harlequin romance and read it. It was stress relieving.
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When I am in Egypt, I am along for the ride - I am a privileged outsider, but an outsider nonetheless.
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First, we will focus on the privatization of small and medium sized enterprises, followed by the medium size industry and then we will move on to the heavy industry.
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There was a space program before there was integrated circuits.
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I never had little brothers, so I was totally not used to hearing a lot of cussing at a young age! I learned what 'pull my finger' meant the hard way.
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A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep.
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You accomplish what you want to accomplish. I just don't ever want to hurt anybody doing it.
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We must recognize and keep in the public consciousness the significant contributions and sacrifices Americans of every community have made that have helped forge the greatest country our world has ever known.
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You can't value others until you value yourself.
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We're always looking for ways to extend all of our intellectual property. We've seen that's what happened with 'Harry Potter' and 'The Lord of the Rings.'
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I’m convinced that a world in which girls are educated is a safer, more stable, more prosperous place.
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I never thought that's what Oracle would be doing today.
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Poetical appreciation is only newly bursting on me.
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Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a cigarette into the gutter-all are stories. But which is the true story? That I do not know. Hence I keep my phrases hung like clothes in a cupboard, waiting for some one to wear them. Thus waiting, thus speculating, making this note and then an· other I do not cling to life. I shall be brushed like a bee from a sunflower. My philosophy, always accumulating, welling up moment by moment, runs like quicksilver a dozen ways at once.
