Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
Earth is dry to the centre,
But spring, a new comer,
A spring rich and strange,
Shall make the winds blow
Round and round,
Thro' and thro',
Here and there,
Till the air
And the ground
Shall be fill'd with life anew.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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When mom and dad were at the height of their careers, and things were super-crazy, and they couldn't leave their houses, there wasn't social media. It was all about autographs. Now, everyone's the press. I feel fame is perforated: it can be glorious, but it can completely destroy a human, too.
Dakota Johnson
I've been careful in love. I've been careless in love. And I've had adventures I wouldn't trade for anything.
Taylor Swift
I think every business, really, has a unique reason for being, unique assets, unique attributes, a unique history. And that can be turned into a very attractive design story, essentially, that consumers can relate to.
Yves Behar
I could've always worked shows, clubs, Las Vegas and Atlantic City, but I was successful in business ventures, and things weren't happening in show business, so I said, 'Let me see what I can do.'
Gabe Kaplan
If you want to get to the top, there's always the risk that it will isolate you from other people.
Magnus Carlsen
I should have been a much better artist if I could have studied more and amused myself less.
Ida Rentoul Outhwaite
If you don't interfere with me, I'll always do something really good.
John Malkovich
I find only freedom in the realms of eccentricity.
David Bowie
One of the things I would love for people to think about is social responsibility. If you are fortunate enough to be someone who owns land, I think you ought to be making the most efficient use of that land possible.
Adam Dell
At the earliest ending of winter, In March, a scrawny cry from outside Seemed like a sound in his mind. He knew that he heard it, A bird's cry, at daylight or before, In the early March wind.
Wallace Stevens
Earth is dry to the centre,
But spring, a new comer,
A spring rich and strange,
Shall make the winds blow
Round and round,
Thro' and thro',
Here and there,
Till the air
And the ground
Shall be fill'd with life anew.
Alfred Lord Tennyson