Edmund White Quotes
I never liked my father. He really was a dullard and misanthrope. My mother and he were married for 22, years and it was an ill match. She encouraged me to be a writer. She opened her home to black friends, and this was the 1950s. She didn't care later when I write about her.
Edmund White
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Kings are more prone to mistrust the good than the bad; and they are always afraid of the virtues of others.
Sallust
A hen is only an egg's way of making another egg.
Samuel Butler
I don't really love to perform in music. Some people like it more, but it's not my thing so much, but just the writing, when you get the lyric, and the lyric just goes just the right way, or you find the right bridge that takes you to the solo, and those moments are tremendous, and it's difficult to portray.
Pardis Sabeti
By the usual reckoning, the worst books make the best films.
Iain Banks
I believe that I have been basically anarchistic, anti-religion and anti-industry and business. In other words, anti-bureaucracy. I would like to see people behave well without having to have priests stand by, politicians stand by, or people collecting bills.
B. F. Skinner
Truth is the property of no individual but is the treasure of all men.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
You have to have a globally competitive mining dispensation.
Patrice Motsepe
We can think so much about life and take ourselves so seriously; I mean, I like to tell people, 'Don't take life too seriously' because you'll cloud the experience. That's what the meaning of life is to me - being able to enjoy the moment.
Janine Shepherd
What I worry about ultimately is that when we're stripped of our privacy, when we're stripped of free will, when we start to merge with machines in a more robust way, at some point, we'll cease to be identifiably human. And therefore, I think our humanity is, in some ways, the thing that's under existential threat.
Franklin Foer
I went to theater school but never really got the chance to do theater, and it's always been a dream of mine.
Matthew Settle
I never liked my father. He really was a dullard and misanthrope. My mother and he were married for 22, years and it was an ill match. She encouraged me to be a writer. She opened her home to black friends, and this was the 1950s. She didn't care later when I write about her.
Edmund White
