William Wetmore Story Quotes
I sing the hymn of the conquered, who fell in the Battle of Life,-The hymn of the wounded, the beaten, who died overwhelmed in the strife....The hymn of the low and the humble, the weary, the broken in heart,Who strove and who failed, acting bravely a silent and desperate part.
William Wetmore Story
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Honestly, I'm not interested in gossip. Thing is, I know a lot of successful actors, and in hoping to be successful myself, I would like to think others would respect my privacy.
Nathan Parsons
To a mind like mine, restless, inquisitive, and observant of everything that was passing, it is easy to suppose that religion was the subject to which it would be directed; and, although this subject principally occupied my thoughts, there was nothing that I saw or heard of to which my attention was not directed.
Nat Turner
My mom taught me to live by the three p's: to always be passionate, persistent, and prepared.
Hailee Steinfeld
We were like psychedelic folk combined with Sonic Youth's noise.
Daisy Berkowitz
I am a morning writer; I am writing at eight-thirty in longhand and I keep at it until twelve-thirty, when I go for a swim. Then I come back, have lunch, and read in the afternoon until I take my walk for the next day's writing.
Carlos Fuentes
Sword fighting in film is not about how good the fighter is, but how good the actor receiving the blows is.
Takeshi Kitano
I love the Internet, but I think you have to only use it in the ways that are good for you. I think there's so much speculation that happens.
Tavi Gevinson
The gentle race of flowers
Are lying in their lowly beds.
William Cullen Bryant
My father is not around any more, so I cannot ask him to do my drawings for me. So, I had to find a different way. And I came up with the solution to use the printers then; I wasn't doing anything complicated. The nature of the printer is efficiency in itself and about working, being productive.
Wade Guyton
I see myself a humble man, and I tell you I have no ambitions to be president.
Emmerson Mnangagwa
I sing the hymn of the conquered, who fell in the Battle of Life,-The hymn of the wounded, the beaten, who died overwhelmed in the strife....The hymn of the low and the humble, the weary, the broken in heart,Who strove and who failed, acting bravely a silent and desperate part.
William Wetmore Story