Thomas Hood Quotes
Mother of light! how fairly dost thou go Over those hoary crests, divinely led! Art thou that huntress of the silver bow Fabled of old? Or rather dost thou tread Those cloudy summits thence to gaze below, Like the wild chamois from her Alpine snow, Where hunters never climbed--secure from dread?
Thomas Hood
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Nothing can really prepare you for you the sheer overwhelming experience of what it means to become a mother. It is full of complex emotions of joy, exhaustion, love, and worry, all mixed together.
Kate Middleton
A lot of politics in art is just institutional critique, which, in my opinion, is not all that political.
Rachel Kushner
For me, as an actor, there is no commercial or independent or art cinema. For me, it's a character that is given by the director. And it is a task for me that I have to fulfill it to the best of my ability regardless of the kind of film that it is.
Nawazuddin Siddiqui
Glory is a heavy burden, a murdering poison, and to bear it is an art. And to have that art is rare.
Oriana Fallaci
Controversy is part of the nature of art and creativity.
Yoko Ono
When one loves one's Art no service seems too hard.
O. Henry
All art is autobiographical. The pearl is the oyster's autobiography.
Federico Fellini
It’s very important to be able to accept things, you know. Gracious acceptance is an art – an art which most of never bother to cultivate. We think that we have to learn how to give, but we forget about accepting things, which can be much harder than giving.
Alexander McCall Smith
'Oh, hello,' Dr. M says, shaking Balder's hand. 'Wonderful costume. I'm a bit of a role player myself on the weekends. Tell me, where did you get the helmet?' 'It was forged in the North, blessed by the hands of Odin, given to me by my mother, Frigg,' Balder answers. 'Lovely. I got mine on the Internet.'
Libba Bray
I was 9 years old when my father - a strong, vibrant man in his early 40s - died of a heart attack. He was such a central figure in our lives that losing him was a terrible shock to all of us, my mother in particular.
Marillyn Hewson
The alchemy of good curating amounts to this: Sometimes, placing one work of art near another makes one plus one equal three. Two artworks arranged alchemically leave each intact, transform both, and create a third thing.
Jerry Saltz
I am not brave enough to not pay my income tax and risk going to jail. But I can say rather freely what I want to say with my art.
Corita Kent
Headwise, I always kind of knew that everyone goes grey in our family very early - and I was like, it works for me. I started growing my beard, and it changes the shape of your skull and your face, and I started seeing my mother's side of the family in myself for the first time.
Douglas Coupland
I'm so lucky in my life, but I'm so unlucky in my abilities. I love art so much, but I'm unable to produce it. I can't even draw a dog that doesn't look like a horse.
Agnes Gund
I don't mean this, but I'm going to say it anyway. I don't really think of pop art and serious art as being that far apart.
Twyla Tharp
My mother died happily of a stroke in her seventies.
Doris Lessing
That attitude that I wouldn't succeed didn't come from my family; it came from school and then the township we lived in. I wasn't going to settle for that, and my mother warned us not to settle for less, to make the most of our lives.
Alexis Wright
Like most women, I always dreamed of becoming a mother.
Mayte Garcia
Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is incumbent on me to know my self, to know it completely, to know its minutiae, its characteristics, its subtleties, and its very atoms.
Khalil Gibran
People who think my books are autobiographical, which they're not, credit me with having a much better memory than I do. I do, however, have a powerful imagination.
Curtis Sittenfeld
Let me tell you what justice is. Justice is the law. And that man's feeble attempt to lay down the principles of deceny.
Morgan Freeman
I was born in New York City, along with a twin sister. I am five minutes older than Emily. It was Emily, for reasons no one knows - she certainly doesn't - who called me Avi. It stuck. It's the only name I use now.
Avi
Mother of light! how fairly dost thou go Over those hoary crests, divinely led! Art thou that huntress of the silver bow Fabled of old? Or rather dost thou tread Those cloudy summits thence to gaze below, Like the wild chamois from her Alpine snow, Where hunters never climbed--secure from dread?
Thomas Hood
