Thomas Hood Quotes
What joy have I in June's return?
My feet are parched-my eyeballs burn,
I scent no flowery gust;
But faint the flagging zephyr springs,
With dry Macadam on its wings,
And turns me 'dust to dust.'
Thomas Hood
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There's nothing scarier than unlimited choices.
Oscar Isaac
Kids need time for problem solving, critical thinking, applying knowledge through project-based instruction, working in teams, falling down and getting right back up to figure out what they didn't understand and why.
Randi Weingarten
Creative people are more prone to depression.
Adam Ant
Adam and the Ants
What's the most important thing in the world? It's love, and I look at that as an energy, not a sentiment.
Eddie Albert
It's hardly even noticeable that so many artists, designers and architects live here. It isn't reflected in the cityscape or in the museums. Many of the artists, for example, exhibit around the world, just not in Berlin.
Olafur Eliasson
To generate creative ideas, it's important to start from an unusual place. But to explain those ideas, they have to be connected to something familiar.
Adam Grant
And initially, a lot of companies avoid trying to make a really radical new kind of title for a new system, because that would involve learning a new machine and learning how to make the new title at the same time.
Trip Hawkins
I realized very early that I was never going to make by living by writing string quartets. But I wanted to write music and I didn't want to have to do anything else.
Richard Rodney Bennett
Jesus did not promise to change the circumstances around us. He promised great peace and pure joy to those who would learn to believe that God actually controls all things.
Corrie Ten Boom
I think he'll like it a little better at 6 1/2 furlongs, seven, or a mile. He's improving. He's a Storm Cat, so he's had a few attitude issues.
D. Wayne Lukas
I believe that whatever we do or live for has its causality; it is good, however, that we cannot see through to it.
Albert Einstein
What joy have I in June's return?
My feet are parched-my eyeballs burn,
I scent no flowery gust;
But faint the flagging zephyr springs,
With dry Macadam on its wings,
And turns me 'dust to dust.'
Thomas Hood