Alfred Noyes Quotes
He was once our trumpeter, now his bugle's dumb, Pile your arms beneath it, for the owlet light is come, We'll wander through the roses where we marched of old with Peterkin, We'll search the summer sunset where the Hybla beehives hum, And - if we meet a fairy there - we'll ask for news of Peterkin.
Alfred Noyes
Quotes to Explore
I don't really go out at night in terms of noisy, busy places; I prefer more of a quiet corner somewhere.
Karl Pilkington
Our society wants things to grow, and our society wants things to become bigger and bigger. Everything has to be put under the spotlight.
Raf Simons
I'm nearsighted in my right eye, have glaucoma in my left, and the nerves in my hands are on Medicare. Basically, I'm on the wrong end of a short sale.
Gary McCord
As society diversifies, the number of people who read literature is decreasing. It will be difficult for readers to digest my ideas through literature.
Cao Yu
If there is no criticism, you become lazy. But it should be constructive, and it should be the truth. If it's biased and there's no truth in it, then I don't care about it. If it's true, it helps me grow.
A. R. Rahman
On privacy issues, it's just like hundreds of years ago when people said, 'I would rather put my money under my pillow than in a bank.' But today, banks know how to protect money much better than you do. Today, we may not have the answers to privacy issues, but I believe our young people will come up with the solutions.
Jack Ma
Father, I am seeking: I am hesitant and uncertain, but will you, O God, watch over each step of mine and guide me.
Saint Augustine
Hope we're going to win,' that's exactly what I saw. It wasn't a team that went out to beat you every day.
Carl Everett
One of the myths about Dad was that he was mean. That simply wasn't true. I always found him generous to a fault but he wasn't reckless with his money, which was rather rare in Hollywood. He'd grown up with nothing and he wasn't about to fritter it all away.
Jennifer Grant
O, Woman! in our hours of ease,Uncertain, coy, and hard to please,And variable as the shadeBy the light quivering aspen made;When pain and anguish wring the brow,A ministering angel thou!
Walter Scott
When I encountered rich people for the first time, I discovered that not only do they holiday in places that are hard to find on a map, but that they also use the names of seasons as verbs. When they asked me, 'Where did you summer and winter growing up?' I would usually say, 'As a child? The same place I springed and autumned.'
Artie Lange
He was once our trumpeter, now his bugle's dumb, Pile your arms beneath it, for the owlet light is come, We'll wander through the roses where we marched of old with Peterkin, We'll search the summer sunset where the Hybla beehives hum, And - if we meet a fairy there - we'll ask for news of Peterkin.
Alfred Noyes
