William Wordsworth Quotes
In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay
Tribute to ease; and, of its joy secure,
The heart luxuriates with indifferent things,
Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones,
And on the vacant air.
William Wordsworth
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I want young Indian composers to be able to do more than just film music. I want to give them the skills that will enable them to create their own palette of sounds instead of having to write formulaic music. It doesn't matter if they become sound engineers, producers, composers or performers - I want them to be as imaginative as they like.
A. R. Rahman
A revolutionary idea is usually one with its sleeves rolled up.
Navjot Singh Sidhu
Change is something that is expected and, therefore, not resisted.
Abigail Johnson
There have been many times when I've been asked to appear and I'd say to myself, what am I going to talk about? Early on, when I did interviews, I'd tell everyone, Don't ask me about dates. I don't even remember what I did yesterday.
Otis Blackwell
I made the cover of 'Sports Illustrated,' 'Newsweek' and 'Time' all in one week, and I didn't even know what that meant.
Nadia Comaneci
I was young and so eager to make some money as well as get exposed and show my talent.
Young Buck
I like it when someone tells me 'I don't agree.' This is a true collaborator. When they say 'Oh, how great, how great, how great,' that's not useful.
Pope Francis
the streams buck like rams in a tentwhips crack and from the hills come the crookedly combedshadows of the shepherds.black eggs and fools' bells fall from the trees.thunder drums and kettledrums beat upon the ears of the donkeys.wings brush against flowers.fountains spring up in the eyes of the wild boar.
Jean Arp
After divorce, women’s biggest fear is economic deprivation; men’s biggest fear is emotional deprivation.
Warren Farrell
My daughters, your daughters, our daughters deserve safety, protection, and the freedom to make their own choices about their personal lives and their physical selves.
Carre Otis
In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay
Tribute to ease; and, of its joy secure,
The heart luxuriates with indifferent things,
Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones,
And on the vacant air.
William Wordsworth