Basil Bunting Quotes
He whom we anatomized‘whose words we gathered as pleasant flowersand thought on his wit and how neatly he described things’speaksto us, hatching marrow,broody all night over the bones of a deadman.
Basil Bunting
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Any creative process comes with a level of self-analysis and self-criticism. There's a lot of waking up in the middle of the night going, 'Oh, I wish I had done that differently.'
Felicity Jones
You know, if you look all my stuff... If you go back to 'Saturday Night Live,' my stuff always has music, even a bunch of my comedy stuff - like in 'Shrek,' the donkey is always singing. Music is always there.
Eddie Murphy
Growing up on a farm was the best. I remember loving that expanse of space. The sky at night was so clear, I could see every star.
Abbie Cornish
The game of life is a game of boomerangs. Our thoughts, deeds and words return to us sooner or later with astounding accuracy.
Florence Scovel Shinn
The words of a dead man are modified in the guts of the living.
W. H. Auden
There is nothing cooler than to have them singing your words back to you. The last show I did, I was kind of nervous about putting the mic out there, because you're not sure how it's going to go. But I did, and they sang the whole chorus. I thought, 'Holy crap! That is the coolest feeling.' It's the biggest rush ever.
RaeLynn
I'm gonna tell y'all what we tell the crowd every night when we play back in the States. We tell them to remember people sleeping in a sandstorm so that we can be free.
Zac Brown Band
I've never been into the typical R&B voice, with runs and bluesy sounding words. That doesn't suit me.
FKA twigs
It's hard knowing who to trust with your personal life. When you cry in your room at night, you don't always know who to call. So I am very close to my family.
Lady Gaga
It's not up to the employer to decide or to figure out what religious problems you may have as an employee. In other words, if I'm inquiring about your religious peculiarities or whatever they may be, I'm invading your privacy about that.
Wayne Rogers
My journey began with a single pencil. While traveling through India in 2006, I asked a boy begging on the streets, 'If you could have anything in the world, what would you want?' and he answered me with two words: 'A pencil.' Luckily, I had one in my pocket, and in the second it took me to give it to him, a defining dream was born.
Adam Braun
At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.
E. M. Forster
All living languages are promiscuous. We promiscuous speakers shamelessly shoplift words, plucking bons mots and phrases from any tempting language. We wear these words when we wish to be more formal, more elegant, more mysterious, worldly, precise, vague.
Rabih Alameddine
You'll get, like, 10 pages of sides the night before, and you have to go in and just wing it. For someone like me, I came from the theater, and I don't like putting anything up in front of anybody until it's really, really ready, so it can be very frustrating.
Brian J. Smith
Now, practically all reviewers have academic aspirations. The people from the universities are used to a captive audience, but the literary journalist has to please his audience.
V. S. Pritchett
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. It turns problems into gifts, failures into successes, the unexpected into perfect timing, and mistakes into important events. It can turn an existence into a real life, and disconnected situations into important and beneficial lessons. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow. Gratitude makes things right.
Melody Beattie
My goal at every tournament is to finish top 18. At the end of the year if I could finish every tournament top 18, that would be pretty good.
Bubba Watson
He whom we anatomized‘whose words we gathered as pleasant flowersand thought on his wit and how neatly he described things’speaksto us, hatching marrow,broody all night over the bones of a deadman.
Basil Bunting
