Beth Revis Quotes
For a moment, he looks back at me, and his farewell is in his smile. Then he turns to the stars. And he is gone.
Beth Revis
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Arnold has had his spokesman call me a crackpot. That was a mistake.
Warren Beatty
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There are definitely scripts I start reading, where it doesn't interest me. Maybe it'll be a good movie, but the character doesn't intrigue me.
Maika Monroe
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I don't keep my secrets or my knowledge to myself.
Natalia Makarova
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I like to play the ukulele, but I'm not, like, awesome at it. I mostly play the piano and the guitar.
Zooey Deschanel
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I've never asked for special treatment along the way. And I'm never going to hide the fact that I'm a girl, ever. That's obvious, isn't it?
Danica Patrick
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Since I began my practice of Forgiveness Therapy, it's now instinctual for me to choose to eat like I love myself - instead of eating like I wanted to punish myself. Plus I've not only lost weight, I've lost the anger and anxiety I was feeling, and so I feel happier and calmer within.
Karen Salmansohn
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Improper parental example in the home is a leading cause of the wandering of youth.
Nathan Eldon Tanner
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We don't think much about climate change and rising sea levels here in the U.S. Beyond a few gardeners, birders and hikers who notice the changes in our own ecosystem, we live on, blissfully unaware of our changing Earth. Our storms - Katrina, Sandy - are dismissed as once-in-a-century events.
J. Maarten Troost
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I am not a big fan of meaning. Logic is also another nebulous thought. I attempt to bring threads of subjects, however shaggy, to my work and inject little suggesters to the picture itself, and this often puts a smile on my face.
Edward Ruscha
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I hate smiling. It makes me feel weak and powerless and small. I've always been like that; I don't smile in any pictures.
Billie Eilish
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When I heard the learn’d astronomer; When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me; When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them; When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick; Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
Walt Whitman
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For a moment, he looks back at me, and his farewell is in his smile. Then he turns to the stars. And he is gone.
Beth Revis