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
Quotes to Explore
If I get involved in a charity, I really want to be a part of it. I don't want to just put my name on your pamphlet.
Nancy Lopez
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
The Internet is a medium only at the bit level. At the human level, it is a conversation that, because of the persistence and linkedness of pages, has elements of a world. It could only be a medium if we absolutely didn't care about it.
David Weinberger
From 'Trainspotting' to 'Acid House,' I moved from urban realism into fantasy.
Irvine Welsh
We want to get young people excited about inventing so they'll be future inventors, and change the world.
Bill Nye
If we had had the right technology back then, you would have seen Eva Braun on the Donahue show and Adolf Hitler on Meet the Press.
Dale E. Turner
I'm a singer who moves like a dancer.
Bobby Darin
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