Elizabeth George Speare Quotes
After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her...In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.
Elizabeth George Speare
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Speakers who talk about what life has taught them never fail to keep the attention of their listeners.
Dale Carnegie
When history is erased, people's moral values are also erased.
Ma Jian
Tell me what you'd like to hear me sing. I'll sing whatever you like, after which I'll take up a collection, if you don't mind.
Edith Piaf
For me, writing a song, I sit down and the process doesn't really involve me thinking about the demographic of people I'm trying to hit or who I want to be able to relate to the song or what genre of music it falls under.
Taylor Swift
My son, George, has been a bad, bad boy! Right, George?
Barbara Bush
When an issue is so fraught with partisanship, a special counsel provides some modicum of transparency and accountability rather the the veil of politics.
Valerie Plame
Ken Noland would use concentric circles; he'd want to get them in the middle of the painting because it's the easiest way to get them there, and he want them there in the front, on the surface of the canvas. If you're that much involved with the surface of anything, you're bound to find symmetry the most natural means.
Frank Stella
While yesteryear I tarriedIn a garden in the south,I met a youth who carriedA rose-bud in his mouth.I gave him chase and caught him,And would not set him free,But held him and besought himTo give the flower to me.He smiled, and broke a petalAnd laid it in my hand-It seared like molten metal,And here is yet the brand.
Enoch Powell
You can burn fear away after every nightmare you've ever had comes true.
Beth Revis
My dad brought me up to be a good person.
Courtney Eaton
After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her...In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.
Elizabeth George Speare
