Alexander Pope Quotes
The world recedes; it disappears! Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O grave! where is thy victory? O death! where is thy sting?
Alexander Pope
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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
I believe that movies are fast becoming antique and dinosauric as a medium. Film is a medium for the over-40s and television has gone the same way. If you're going to look towards the new generation, then of course you're going to have to be a lot more random, spontaneous, irreverent and provocative with your programming.
Malcolm Mclaren
Like life, peace begins with women. We are the first to forge lines of alliance and collaboration across conflict divides.
Zainab Salbi
The American Dream has run out of gas. The car has stopped. It no longer supplies the world with its images, its dreams, its fantasies. No more. It's over. It supplies the world with its nightmares now: the Kennedy assassination, Watergate, Vietnam.
J. G. Ballard
I didn't want to give up my Illinois driver's license and was unaware that was a crime. It is, by the way, in the state of California. Lesson learned. I technically broke a law, so technically I deserve whatever I get.
Patrick Stump
Fall Out Boy
The fruits of life fall into the hands of those who climb the tree and pick them.
Earl Silas Tupper
My father always said, 'I don't care if you're a ditch digger, as long as you're the best ditch digger in the world.'
Twyla Tharp
When all the world dissolves,And every creature shall be purified,All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
Christopher Marlowe
While we yearn for peace, we live in a world burdened with hunger, pain, anguish, loneliness, sickness, and sorrow.
Joseph B. Wirthlin
The world recedes; it disappears! Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O grave! where is thy victory? O death! where is thy sting?
Alexander Pope