Lucille Clifton Quotes
If i should enter the house and speak with my own voice, at last, about its awful furnitutre, pulling apart the covering over the dusty bodies; the randy father, the husband holding ice in his hand like a blessing, the mother bleeding into herself and the small imploding girl, i say if i should walk into that web, who will come flying after me, leaping tall buildings? you?
Lucille Clifton
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At first, I found the music I was making really hard to find a home for. I felt like my attitude was really British, but not the actual sounds I was making. Back in 2003, when I made 'Galang,' there were no clubs that had an 'anything and everything' attitude.
M.I.A.
People think because I've got some success, I've made it, but in my eyes it's like, 'How long has Jay Z been in the business? How many albums has he got?' Not that I'm trying to be Jay Z, but I am trying to be around for a long time.
J. Cole
Born with blue spectacles, you would think the world was blue and never be conscious of the existence of the distorting glass.
T. E. Hulme
You're never going to read 'The Wealth of Nations,' and you shouldn't, really. It's 900 pages.
P. J. O'Rourke
I'm always surprised when an actor goes so deeply into the truth that they shake you to your core.
Forest Whitaker
When I see a dolphin, I know it's just as smart as I am.
Captain Beefheart
My refrigerator is full of kale and greens. I can't imagine something greasy, or eating meat.
Pamela Anderson
I always tell people a clean cooking area is a clean mind which is available for the creativity.
Carla Hall
I reluctantly soldiered on to the raccoon. It actually would have tasted quite good had I not had the image of a raccoon rummaging through the garbage stuck in my head.
Lester Holt
Libertarians understand a very simple fact of life: Government doesn't work. It can't deliver the mail on time, it doesn't keep our cities safe, it doesn't educate our children properly.
Harry Browne
If i should enter the house and speak with my own voice, at last, about its awful furnitutre, pulling apart the covering over the dusty bodies; the randy father, the husband holding ice in his hand like a blessing, the mother bleeding into herself and the small imploding girl, i say if i should walk into that web, who will come flying after me, leaping tall buildings? you?
Lucille Clifton
