Arthur Rothstein Quotes
I photographed Arthur Coble and his sons Milton and Darrel as they did chores, but the vicious winds made it difficult to see and breathe.
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The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; So calm are we when passions are no more!
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The Lesson is, we all need to expose ourselves to the winds of change.
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The one who tries to get something for nothing generally winds up getting nothing for something.
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Sept. 11 was the most photographed event in the world. The media has shown it over and over again. Over time, artists have digested it. I think it's very important to see filmmakers' point of view. Why not now?
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The wind of God's grace is incessantly blowing. Lazy sailors on the sea of life do not take advantage of it. But the active and strong always keep the sails of their minds unfurled to catch the favorable winds and thus reach their destination very soon.
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You would make a ship sail against the winds and currents by lighting a bonfire under her decks? I have no time for such nonsense.
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As winds come whispering lightly from the West, Kissing, not ruffling, the blue deep's serene.
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And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.
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Even when the winds of misfortune blow, amazing things can still happen.
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The great gifts of models are not that they're more beautiful than the next person, it's that they're able to be photographed and not be self-conscious.
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Be like a solid tower whose brave height remains unmoved by all the winds that blow; the man who lets his thoughts be turned aside by one thing or another, will lose sight of his true goal, his mind sapped of its strength.
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I stood on a tower in the wet, And New Year and Old Year met, And winds were roaring and blowing: And I said, "O years, that meet in tears, Have ye aught that is worth the knowing? Science enough and exploring, Wanderers coming and going, Matter enough for deploring, But aught that is worth the knowing?
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I'm not one of those stars that goes out and literally dresses to be photographed.
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There's a myth that free-to-play is cheaper than a $60 game. It's just elastic. For some users, it winds up being a lot more expensive. I would have paid $150 a year to get a better version of FIFA.
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The person who has been photographed, not the total person, is dead, dead for having been seen.
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That's one of the things Yardem used to tell me that actually made sense. He said that you don't go through grief like it was a chore to be done. You can't push and get finished quicker. The best you can do is change the way you always do, and the time comes when you aren't the same person who was in pain. That's one of the things Yardem used to tell me that actually made sense. He said that you don't go through grief like it was a chore to be done. You can't push and get finished quicker. The best you can do is change the way you always do, and the time comes when you aren't the same person who was in pain.
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A tourist is a fellow who drives thousands of miles so he can be photographed standing in front of his car.
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A life on the ocean wave! A home on the rolling deep, Where the scattered waters rave, And the winds their revels keep!
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The morning air of the pasture turned steadily cooler. Day by day, the bright golden leaves of the birches turned more spotted as the first winds of winter slipped between the withered branches and across the highlands toward the southeast. Stopping in the center of the pasture, I could hear the winds clearly. No turning back, they pronounced. The brief autumn was gone.
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This is the secret of the stars, I tell myself. In the end, we are alone. No matter how close you seem, no one else can touch you.
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If there are words and wrongs like knives, whose deep inflicted lacerations never heal - cutting injuries and insults of serrated and poison-dripping edge - so, too, there are consolations of tone too fine for the ear not fondly and for ever to retain their echo: caressing kindnesses - loved, lingered over through a whole life, recalled with unfaded tenderness, and answering the call with undimmed shine, out of that raven cloud foreshadowing Death himself.
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I photographed Arthur Coble and his sons Milton and Darrel as they did chores, but the vicious winds made it difficult to see and breathe.
