Lord Byron Quotes
Who hath not proved how feebly words essayTo fix one spark of beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel, until his failing sightFaints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart, confessThe might, the majesty of loveliness?
Lord Byron
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I was always very determined and ambitious, and I knew I would do something that would let me travel and stuff, but I didn't know really know what I would do to get there.
Rachel Stevens
The public's nerves are raw and edgy. You have to be discreet and understanding about the films you are showing.
Jack Valenti
At 10, I heard Neil Diamond's 'Solitary Man' and it moved me so deeply I stood, frozen in place during school recess, feeling such empathy for the narrator in Diamond's masterpiece that my heart was smashed.
Dan Hill
My grandma passed away at 98 1/2 and I want to live to 100. I want to be able to do what I can do even at 100.
Gail Devers
I went in and auditioned for one of the main guys for 'The League' when it was first casting, and I was so excited because I was like, 'Oh my God, this is my life!' I love fantasy football, and I play with my buddies, and my wife is frustrated with it.
Ike Barinholtz
Free speech is not a bogus issue. It is an issue.
Wayne Rogers
A new fundamental science, pure phenomenology, has developed within philosophy: This is a science of a thoroughly new type and endless scope. It is inferior in methodological rigor to none of the modern sciences. All philosophical disciplines are rooted in pure phenomenology, through whose development, and through it alone, they obtain their proper force.
Edmund Husserl
I believe that Europe without Britain at the heart will be less reform-driven, less open, less international Europe.
Jose Manuel Barroso
Don't just survive while waiting for someone's revolution to clear your head.
Peter Lamborn Wilson
Who hath not proved how feebly words essayTo fix one spark of beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel, until his failing sightFaints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart, confessThe might, the majesty of loveliness?
Lord Byron