William Shakespeare Quotes
Then was I as a tree whose boughs did bend with fruit; but in one night, a storm or robbery, call it what you will, shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves, and left me bare to weather.
William Shakespeare
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Often I look back and see that I had been many kinds of a fool-and that I had been happy in being this or that kind of fool.
Carl Sandburg
But, I swear, they're turning Donna into Annie Hall this season. More ties. More suits. But they're also keeping her really motivated, ya know? Like, wanting to be a rock journalist. Wanting to be the first woman president.
Laura Prepon
From my point of view, I'm a totally normal person! Really! I have a family. I have kids. I have a house... I don't have a dog.
Vincent Cassel
The college years are when you sow all your wild oats and become a vampire. By 40, you've lived it up. At least, you hope.
Octavia Spencer
I like to get suggestions on what to read. I'll look at Twitter, people I like, people I admire... I'll go and research the book, download it on my phone and read it while I'm on the road.
Vance Joy
One thing you can't intend is how you will be read. I hear it said a lot that my books are about the 'search for identity', and this is said admiringly, as if I meant to encourage such a search.
Zadie Smith
Not only is fur cruel, it's also totally gross. I mean, who wants to wear the skin of an abused animal? Not me!
Dionne Bromfield
'Family Ties' was a very successful situation comedy. And, in almost every respect, it functioned on a day to day basis like a well-run, well conditioned basketball team. The show was performed live each week in front of a studio audience on Friday night.
Gary David Goldberg
Progress in civilization has been accompanied by progress in cookery.
Fannie Farmer
It was step by step that I earned my way into the lives and hearts of people by giving them recordings that I grew to love and as I found my listening audience also grew to love.
Dionne Warwick
Then was I as a tree whose boughs did bend with fruit; but in one night, a storm or robbery, call it what you will, shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves, and left me bare to weather.
William Shakespeare