William Cowper Quotes
Even in the stifling bosom of the town,
A garden, in which nothing thrives, has charms
That soothes the rich possessor; much consol'd,
That here and there some sprigs of mournful mint,
Or nightshade, or valerian, grace the well
He cultivates.
William Cowper
Quotes to Explore
Women are oppressed in the east, in the west, in the south, in the north. Women are oppressed inside, outside home, a woman is oppressed in religion, she is oppressed outside religion.
Taslima Nasrin
Anyone who has been to India - specifically Rajasthan, the rich and kingly region in the country's northwest - knows that when it comes to adornment, Indians do not think like other people.
Hanya Yanagihara
Make the people sovereign and the poor will use the machinery of government to dispossess the rich.
C. Northcote Parkinson
Granny beads are what they're called when a grandma works the garden all day - you always see them - they have a handkerchief around their neck with a lot of dust on them, and then the sweat will go down and make these black beads of sweat and dirt around their neck. And that's what they call granny beads.
Randy Houser
I'm just glad my gold medal's at home, because I'd hate to try to win another.
Caitlyn Jenner
Writers, particularly poets, always feel exiled in some way - people who don't exactly feel at home, so they try to find a home in language.
Natasha Trethewey
Much modern art is, at first sight, unnerving... in the contemporary world, we have come to expect instant response and immediate understanding.
Nicholas Serota
My mission in life is to preserve craftsmanship.
Waris Ahluwalia
There's enough sorrow in the world, isn't there, without trying to invent it.
E. M. Forster
Collaboration among individuals, brands, and industries will only continue to accelerate as technology facilitates and enables greater connection in real time from anywhere in the world. It's why we're experiencing such an unprecedented pace of innovation in every aspect of our lives.
Mark Parker
Even in the stifling bosom of the town,
A garden, in which nothing thrives, has charms
That soothes the rich possessor; much consol'd,
That here and there some sprigs of mournful mint,
Or nightshade, or valerian, grace the well
He cultivates.
William Cowper
