Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes
I take a sun bath and listen to the hours, formulating, and disintegrating under the pines, and smell the resiny hardihood of the high noon hours. The world is lost in a blue haze of distances, and the immediate sleeps in a thin and finite sun.
Zelda Fitzgerald
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Read some good, heavy, serious books just for discipline: Take yourself in hand and master yourself.
W. E. B. Du Bois
We say God and the imagination are one... How high that highest candle lights the dark.
Wallace Stevens
I try and take lots of vitamins and I don't drink. I do smoke, though, I'd be insufferable if I didn't smoke, you'd have to push me off a balcony I'd be so boring.
Kate Beckinsale
I'm really thankful to God, man. Like now, I'm really making a real comeback with my group. With or without a record, with or without a movie. And behind all the negative press behind this movie.
Ike Turner
Ike & Tina Turner
My son, George, has been a bad, bad boy! Right, George?
Barbara Bush
At the lowest cognitive level, they are processes of experiencing, or, to speak more generally, processes of intuiting that grasp the object in the original.
Edmund Husserl
When I was younger and studying acting, I never ever saw myself in the sitcom world; it was drama that really turned me on and still does.
Matt LeBlanc
A skyscraper is at the same time a triumph of the machine and a tremendous emotional experience, almost breath-taking. Not merely its height but its mass and proportions are the result of an emotion, as well as of calculation.
George Gershwin
'I thought you understood,' he said. 'The world is your teacher. It will be all around you. The ocean and the wind and the stars and the moon will all teach you many things.'
Jane Roberts
The outfield is solid, so is the catching and the infield.
Barry Zito
Personally, I have nothing against work, particularly when performed, quietly and unobtrusively, by someone else. I just don't happen to think it's an appropriate subject for an 'ethic.'
Barbara Ehrenreich
I take a sun bath and listen to the hours, formulating, and disintegrating under the pines, and smell the resiny hardihood of the high noon hours. The world is lost in a blue haze of distances, and the immediate sleeps in a thin and finite sun.
Zelda Fitzgerald
