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
I joke that my niche in Hollywood has been naked foreigners.
Hank Azaria
When midnight's done, and the day won't start, And all I ever gave you was a broken heart, It's hard to admit but it's easy to tell That evil is alive and well.
Jakob Dylan
Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew. Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw?
Jimmy Buffett
Choosing a hard-to-guess, but easy-to-remember password is important!
Kevin Mitnick
My father was a civil servant in northern India where I was born. As a boy I saw the dire effects of poverty and illiteracy, especially on women and children. It often seemed that the only thing separating me from them was luck.
Naveen Jain
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
