D. H. Lawrence Quotes
We are dying, we are dying, piecemeal our bodies are dying and our strength leaves us, and our soul cowers naked in the dark rain over the flood, cowering in the last branches of the tree of our life.
D. H. Lawrence
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I don't ever want anything to come in the way of me truthfully telling a story.
Ian Somerhalder
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Walter Winchell
If you can't play guitar and sing in Nashville, you might as well just be a construction worker.
Patrick Carney
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Kaley Cuoco
I developed this - I don't know, like a burning love, almost, inside of me that I just wanted to get up, and I just wanted to skate every single day and get better.
J. R. Celski
Most organisms have loads of junk DNA - less pejoratively, noncoding DNA - cluttering their cells.
Sam Kean
I realised a little bit to my astonishment that I can give a lecture for a thousand people, and there will be this tumultuous applause, so, you know, I have the feeling well, it can't be all that bad.
Edmund Hillary
I try to have a lot of influences, which is to say not to have one specific influence too strongly; that can end up badly.
Kevin Young
A spatial, temporal work had only to be exhibited in a gallery and then written about and reproduced as a photograph in an art magazine. Then this record of the no longer extant installation, along with accretions of information after the fact, became the basis for its fame, and to a large extent its economic value.
Dan Graham
A life is not sufficiently elevated for poetry, unless, of course, the life has been made into an art.
Mark Strand
We are dying, we are dying, piecemeal our bodies are dying and our strength leaves us, and our soul cowers naked in the dark rain over the flood, cowering in the last branches of the tree of our life.
D. H. Lawrence