Lord Byron Quotes
Such is your cold coquette, who can't say "No," And won't say "Yes," and keeps you on and off-ing On a lee-shore, till it begins to blow, Then sees your heart wreck'd, with an inward scoffing.
Lord Byron
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A lot of people go in and have to create their own characters, and they do fine with it.
D. B. Weiss
It came about as follows: over the years when I was involved in dianetics, I wrote the beginnings of many stories. I would get an idea, and then write the beginning, and then never touch it again.
A. E. van Vogt
There's a group of people - maybe the secular Taliban is a good name for them - who have morphed this idea, that you have to accept my values being every bit as cherished as your values. That's not tolerance... There are too many things in this world which we sit back and tolerate.
Foster Friess
I didn't and don't go to Internet for any business purposes. The book sales for me by this point are way beyond any influence I might have, positively, or others might have, negatively.
R. A. Salvatore
There is a degree of confidence exhibited towards strangers in Sweden, especially in hotels, at post-stations, and on board the inland steamers, which tells well for the general honesty of the people.
Bayard Taylor
'Wicked' gave us a story that 'The Wizard of Oz' did not. Two sides to every story.
Abbi Glines
I want to know everything there is to know about a specific area. And it's winning at that mastery that really drives me. I want to be best at something. I don't even know what 'this' is, but there's this inner drive to be the best.
Ben Huh
The early Christians did not say, in dismay, 'Look what the world has come to,' but, in delight, 'Look what has come to the world!”
E. Stanley Jones
I worked with Pimp C since he was 14 years old, and he was one of my best friends.
Mike Dean
Every child needs at least one adult who is irrationally crazy about him or her.
Urie Bronfenbrenner
Such is your cold coquette, who can't say "No," And won't say "Yes," and keeps you on and off-ing On a lee-shore, till it begins to blow, Then sees your heart wreck'd, with an inward scoffing.
Lord Byron