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
I have to give a lot of credit to Sandy Weill, because he gets it. He gets the power of the women's contribution to the economy.
Lisa Caputo
My parents called me the WB frog. Because when I was onstage, I would do this whole song and dance, but if my parents had a family friend over, I would just go hide in the bedroom.
Brie Larson
I have a very intimate knowledge of the world of the mentally ill and of life inside of, especially, public hospitals and the way people are treated in there and the way that they try to survive in there.
Victor LaValle
I am very outspoken, obviously, and I should say that I can't judge anyone for doing anything.
Kat Dennings
Custom, that unwritten law, By which the people keep even kings in awe.
Charles Davenport
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
