Eva Brann Quotes
Did the gods once mingle with humankind, or is Homer a visionary madman, or, what is worse, a mere poet, a maker-up of beautiful falsities, an elegant liar? I shall grapple with that perplexity, only to emerge as I went in, in a cloud of unknowing, if perhaps a little the wiser.
Eva Brann
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A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but a little want of knowledge is also a dangerous thing.
Samuel Butler
Preachers must always fight the temptation to preach anything but Christ and Him crucified.
R. C. Sproul
That obviously includes France, Germany, and Italy, who are offering forces as part of this coalition and all the other member states as well.
Jack Straw
When I began doing theatre in high school I saw that I could get laughs from people but I didn't really connect that to going on and becoming a comedian. I was interested in acting and while I was at Boston College I was part of an improv group, Mother's Fleabag, which had a long history and has been known as one of the best college improvisation groups in the U.S.
Amy Poehler
Thank God for my computer. Sometimes when there is no one to talk to, I talk aloud so that I can get all my thoughts out and try to figure out the issues that I'm having and try, I'm trying to find the answers.
Beyonce
Destiny's Child
Harry, just go down to the lake tomorrow, right, stick your head in, yell at the merpeople to give back whatever they’ve nicked, and see if they chuck it out. Best you can do, mate.
Joanne Rowling
Behind every smile there's teeth.
Confucius
To every description of citizens, let praise be given. but let them persevere in their affectionate vigilance over that precious depository of American happiness, the Constitution of the United States. Let them cherish it, too, for the sake of those who, from every clime, are daily seeking a dwelling in our land.
George Washington
Nature is a mutable cloud which is always and never the same.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
One can't write for all readers. A poet cannot write for people who don't like poetry.
Nathalie Sarraute
Did the gods once mingle with humankind, or is Homer a visionary madman, or, what is worse, a mere poet, a maker-up of beautiful falsities, an elegant liar? I shall grapple with that perplexity, only to emerge as I went in, in a cloud of unknowing, if perhaps a little the wiser.
Eva Brann