W. G. Sebald Quotes
No matter whether one is flying over Newfoundland or the sea of lights that stretches from Boston to Philadelphia after nightfall, over the Arabian deserts which gleam like mother-of-pearl, over the Ruhr or the city of Frankfurt, it is as though there were no people, only the things they have made and in which they are hiding.
W. G. Sebald
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When I was in school, there was no such thing as girls' athletics.
Karen DeCrow
I've performed Schoenberg's 'Pierrot lunaire' many times.
Barbara Sukowa
I learned that we can do anything, but we can't do everything... at least not at the same time. So think of your priorities not in terms of what activities you do, but when you do them. Timing is everything.
Dan Millman
I like to keep fit, but I never lift very heavy weights.
Ralph Fiennes
I've lived in New York for 40 years. I came right after college.
R. L. Stine
What man is there, surrounded though he be with the love of wife and children, who does not retain a memory of the romantic affection of boys for each other? Having felt it, he could scarcely have forgotten it, and if he never felt it, he missed one of the most golden of the prizes of youth, unrecapturable in mature life.
E. F. Benson
Obit anus, abit onus.
Arthur Schopenhauer
I've had lots of people say, 'Oh, Franchesca's content is just for white people.' But I try to talk about identity in a way that's accessible to lots of people and is not a pointed finger.
Franchesca Ramsey
The beast for me is greed. Whether you read Dante, Swift, or any of these guys, it always boils down to the same thing: the corruption of the soul.
Ben Nicholson
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays And confident tomorrows.
William Wordsworth
Woman would be more charming if one could fall into her arms without falling into her hands.
Ambrose Bierce
No matter whether one is flying over Newfoundland or the sea of lights that stretches from Boston to Philadelphia after nightfall, over the Arabian deserts which gleam like mother-of-pearl, over the Ruhr or the city of Frankfurt, it is as though there were no people, only the things they have made and in which they are hiding.
W. G. Sebald
