Marcel Proust Quotes
Habit is, of all the plants of human growth, the one that has the least need of nutritious soil in order to live, and is the first to appear on the most seemingly barren rock.
Marcel Proust
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Once you become poor, tired and time-constrained, you become a much better human being.
Caitlin Moran
I listen to crazy, robust rock music where they sing their faces off, and soul music, which can be similar.
Adam Lambert
As far as I am concerned, LGBT can only stand for leprosy, gonorrhea, bacteria, and tuberculosis, all of which are detrimental to human existence.
Yahya Jammeh
Gibson has been making the finest electric guitars the world has ever witnessed for over 70 years. They are as American as God, guns and rock and roll.
Ted Nugent
The human juggernaut is permanently eroding Earth's ancient biosphere.
E. O. Wilson
When we tune in to an especially human way of viewing the landscape powerfully, it resonates with an audience.
Galen Rowell
When writing I just go with the song. I go with the song and try to tell the story. So the story may be "Wonderful Baby", which is a little song. Or it might be a gentle song, "Empty Chairs". Or it might be a rock and roll song like "Prime Time" or "Run, Diana, Run", or "American Pie". I don't know where it's gonna go. I don't have any idea what I'm doing. I just do it. I just keep doing it. I keep taking adva
Don McLean
There's always a place for the angry young man with his fist in the air and his head in the sand. He's never been able to learn from mistakes, he can't understand why his heart always breaks.
Billy Joel
I had rather excel others in the knowledge of what is excellent, than in the extent of my power and dominion.
Alexander the Great
I thought I was an old soul, and that I knew life, but then starting the real life, I figured I am completely new.
Yael Naim
3: Syntactic sugar causes cancer of the semi-colons.
Alan Perlis
Habit is, of all the plants of human growth, the one that has the least need of nutritious soil in order to live, and is the first to appear on the most seemingly barren rock.
Marcel Proust