Alexander Pope Quotes
By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed, By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned, By strangers honored, and by strangers mourned.
Alexander Pope
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My childhood was appalling.
Taylor Caldwell
When I was a kid, I wasn't making my choices based on anything other than 'Did I want to work that day?' or 'Did being in school sound more fun?' And I don't remember ever reading a script and thinking, 'Is this going to be a fun part to play?'
Gaby Hoffmann
When you don't know what the band looks like, it puts the emphasis on thinking and taking the music and message more seriously.
Adam Jones
I feel I should be trying to complete my life, whatever 'completing a life' means.
Oliver Sacks
Every now and then, when I think about it, I think, 'What would I even talk about onstage?' It's never been, 'I wonder if I'm funny. I wonder if I can come up with jokes.' It's more, 'What would it be like without the leather suit and the anger?'
Eddie Murphy
Of course, the young male demographic has always been the target demographic for 'Star Trek,' the men ageing fifteen to about twenty-five or thirty, a very tough market to appeal to.
Kate Mulgrew
I don't listen to much rap, really. I can rarely listen to a whole record of it, because musically, it's very formulaic, and oftentimes it doesn't have the best hooks on every track.
Nellie McKay
The black comedians meeting? Oh yeah, we hold one every year at Eddie Murphy's house.
Jay Pharoah
In spite of what most assume, it is surprisingly tough to make the mind and body work together as a unit.
H. E. Davey
If God thinks this state of war in the universe is a price worth paying for free will--that is, for making a live world in which creatures can do real good or harm and something of real importance of real importance can happen, instead of a toy world which only moves when He pulls the strings--then we may take it it is worth paying.
C. S. Lewis
By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed, By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned, By strangers honored, and by strangers mourned.
Alexander Pope