William Wordsworth Quotes
Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, And at my casement sing, Though it should prove a farewell lay And this our parting spring. * * * * * Then, little Bird, this boon confer, Come, and my requiem sing, Nor fail to be the harbinger Of everlasting spring.
William Wordsworth
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What surprised me about the Oscars was how familiar it was - because you're in the room with all these people that have inspired you from your childhood to adulthood in the film industry. It feels like you've known them all of your life.
Octavia Spencer
Throughout my whole swimming career, I've never been disqualified once. I've never been warned once.
Cameron van der Burgh
I feel like there's such a responsibility, when you make a film, to enlighten people, to make them think, to make them laugh, or even just to be entertaining.
Parker Posey
I see four principles as laying the foundations for the kind of economic recovery Europe needs: fairness, efficiency, solidarity and growth.
Victor Ponta
Jason Momoa became a really good friend of ours when he played Khal Drogo. We loved hanging out with Momoa, and suddenly we couldn't bring him to Belfast anymore.
D. B. Weiss
Society can overlook murder, adultery or swindling; it never forgives preaching of a new gospel.
Edmund Burke
You've got to dance like nobody's watching, and love like it's never going to hurt.
Kathy Mattea
April, April
Laugh thy girlish laughter;
Then, the moment after,
Weep thy girlish tears.
William Watson
No patent medicine was ever put to wider and more varied use than the Fourteenth Amendment.
William O. Douglas
I've always seen the world through the eyes of a scientist. I love the predictable outcomes that science gives us, the control over the world that that can render.
Barbara Kingsolver
Addiction isnt about substance - you arent addicted to the substance, you are addicted to the alteration of mood that the substance brings.
Susan Cheever
Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, And at my casement sing, Though it should prove a farewell lay And this our parting spring. * * * * * Then, little Bird, this boon confer, Come, and my requiem sing, Nor fail to be the harbinger Of everlasting spring.
William Wordsworth