William Blake Quotes
The countless gold of a merry heart, The rubies and pearls of a loving eye, The indolent never can bring to the mart, Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury.
William Blake
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I approve designs not because I think I am more gifted or somebody who can see ahead three or four years from now, but just to make sure that the design is a logical, rational decision, taken after analyzing pros and cons.
Carlos Ghosn
When leaders throughout an organization take an active, genuine interest in the people they manage, when they invest real time to understand employees at a fundamental level, they create a climate for greater morale, loyalty, and, yes, growth.
Patrick Lencioni
No constitution is or can be perfectly symmetrical, what it can and must be is generally accepted as both fair and usable.
Ferdinand Mount
Certain writers look down their noses at plot, and I think I might have been one of them until I tried it.
Patrick deWitt
The 5,000 or so acres of Royal Parks are one of the things that make London special.
Zac Goldsmith
I'm a horrible perfectionist and very highly strung. That's why I do yoga: to unwind.
Felicity Jones
It is on record that when a young aspirant asked Faraday the secret of his success as a scientific investigator, he replied, 'The secret is comprised in three words- Work, Finish, Publish.'
Michael Faraday
Although I loved working on technology - I've always been a computer geek at heart - my professors encouraged me to get a real-world job working with customers.
Marc Benioff
I can't bare you when you're not amusing.
Evelyn Waugh
When I'm in Los Angeles, sometimes I hesitate saying that I'm an actor because people are like, 'Of course you are.' And I'm like 'No,' not, 'Of course I am.' In L.A., being an actor is like a pastime: everybody there is like, 'I was on this reality show; I'm an actor.' It becomes a word that is loosely thrown around.
Condola Rashad
The countless gold of a merry heart, The rubies and pearls of a loving eye, The indolent never can bring to the mart, Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury.
William Blake