William Browne Quotes
But well-a-day, the gardener careless grew, The maids and fairies both were kept away, And in a drought the caterpillars threw Themselves upon the bud and every spray. God shield the stock! if Heaven send no supplies, The fairest blossom of the garden dies.
William Browne
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At first, I found the music I was making really hard to find a home for. I felt like my attitude was really British, but not the actual sounds I was making. Back in 2003, when I made 'Galang,' there were no clubs that had an 'anything and everything' attitude.
M.I.A.
I guess I'm way too kind and generous, and a saint - if you can believe that!
R. L. Stine
I like big thinkers who, no matter how big their vision, can sit down and talk to me about hour-to-hour, day-to-day type stuff they do to move the ball forward.
Paige Craig
Someone once said that you can make the choice between getting old and getting creepy, and I think getting old is the way to go.
Kate Beckinsale
The musical has always been in jeopardy - until - or was in jeopardy until it was realised that it is probably the safest living theatre art form.
Harold Prince
Selectors can't please everyone, but I am OK if they are working for the benefit of Indian cricket. It's an administrative decision to appoint a selection committee, and I would like to let them do their job.
Kapil Dev
The joy of surmounting obstacles which once seemed unremovable, and pushing the frontier of accomplishment further — what joy is there like unto it?
Helen Keller
The essence of Government is power; and power, lodged as it must be in human hands, will ever be liable to abuse.
James Madison
By nature of the job, most actors are striking, remarkable, and alpha.
Peter Morgan
And in the ghostly palm-trees the sleepy tuneOf the quiet voice calling me, the long low croonOf the steady Trade Winds blowing.
John Masefield
Having grown up on a family farm, I am all too familiar with the effects a drought can have on a crop.
Sam Graves
But well-a-day, the gardener careless grew, The maids and fairies both were kept away, And in a drought the caterpillars threw Themselves upon the bud and every spray. God shield the stock! if Heaven send no supplies, The fairest blossom of the garden dies.
William Browne
