Theodore Roethke Quotes
What's madness but nobility of soul At odds with circumstance? The day's on fire! I know the purity of pure despair, My shadow pinned against a sweating wall, That place among the rocks--is it a cave, Or winding path? The edge is what I have........ ....... Dark,dark my light, and darker my desire. My soul, like some heat-maddened summer fly, Keeps buzzing at the sill. ~From "The Waking" by Theodore Roethke
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I heard that in the United States the level of baseball was the highest in the world. So it was only natural that I would want to go there, as a baseball player.
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What did we want out of Iraq? We wanted a country that was stable and secure, that elected its own government, that was not going to be a threat to its neighbors and also was capable of protecting and defending itself. That was our objective in Iraq.
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I like children; I like 'em, and I respect 'em. Pretty much all the honest truth-telling there is in the world is done by them.
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I generally have a brand of brief on every day.
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The fact is that surveys which media people openly admit to show that fewer than twelve percent of their customers believe they're doing a good job, while the average profit margin in television is in the neighborhood of eighty percent.
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One who doesn't throw the dice can never expect to score a six.
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The more love I craved, the more distant and abusive he grew. The role I longed to play was never written into Ryan's script: daughter.
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Ambition is the germ from which all growth of nobleness proceeds.
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Cuba never had advisors in Vietnam. The military there knew very well how to conduct their war.
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I don't wanna be Courtney Love - I wanna be Kurt Cobain.
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Nobody can tell you how the blues feel unless they have the blues. We all take it differently.
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The function of memory is not only to preserve, but also to throw away. If you remembered everything from your entire life, you would be sick.
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When you dance, it takes a lot of stamina, but it never seemed like work 'cause I was doing something that I so loved doing. It was always a joy. And you know, to have beautiful ballets made specially for you is such an honor. I always said it was better than diamonds.
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Sometimes it’s important to wake up and stop dreaming. When a really great dream shows up, grab it
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Do you say it is incomprehensible that there is nothingness in the world and that we are partly composed of nothing? Well, why not? Is not the whole world enveloped by nothingness? Since you concede that point, admit as well that it is just as easy for the world to have nothingness within as without.
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My friends are gone and My hair is grey. I ache in the places where I used to play. And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on. I'm just paying my rent everyday In the Tower Of Song.
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Welcome to the world of bullshit, my dear. You have arrived.
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One of the things I learned in law school is that there's nothing wrong or undesirable or dishonorable or destructive about amending the Constitution.
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I grew up with action movies in my head.
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The art of music, rather more daughter than imitator of nature, in her impressive and mysterious language minding and educating us, rouses directly our temper and rules us to the depths of our souls.
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My mother often mailed me articles from 'Reader's Digest' about advances in DNA chemistry. No matter how I tried to explain it to her, she never grasped the concept that I could have been writing those articles, that something I had invented made most of those DNA discoveries possible.
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The old, slow, creaking descriptions are a thing of the past; today the rule is brevity - but every word must be supercharged, high-voltage. We must compress into a single second what was held before in a sixty-second minute.
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Sometimes I like to draw.
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What's madness but nobility of soul At odds with circumstance? The day's on fire! I know the purity of pure despair, My shadow pinned against a sweating wall, That place among the rocks--is it a cave, Or winding path? The edge is what I have........ ....... Dark,dark my light, and darker my desire. My soul, like some heat-maddened summer fly, Keeps buzzing at the sill. ~From "The Waking" by Theodore Roethke
