Margaret Fuller Quotes
A many-colored light flows from our sun; Art, 'neath its beams a motley thread has spun; The prison modifies the perfect day; But thou hast known such mediums to shun, And cast once more on life a pure white ray. Absorbed in the creations of thy mind, Forgetting daily self, my truest friend I find.
Margaret Fuller
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I have a dining room done in different shades of white, with white cushions embroidered in yellow silk: the effect is absolutely delightful and the room beautiful.
Oscar Wilde
If you don't have a refinery operating, it's hard to use oil that's available.
T. Boone Pickens
It's an interesting thing to play the heroes of our society, like cops and firefighters. They're the basic heroes that, as little boys and little girls, you look up to as the first heroes of your small, specific community.
Omari Hardwick
My only reason why I am not doing films is my children. My children need my attention, and it's my duty to give them my time. I have not given birth to them to just dump them and go off to work. I am not that kind of a person.
Kajol
Verbosity leads to unclear, inarticulate things.
Dan Quayle
Hong Kong has plenty of superlative hotels, amazing food, and cool shopping.
Hanya Yanagihara
Television is like speed chess, as you have no time and no money. It is like trying to play Grandmaster chess with a 20 minute timer. The rewards are great, though, as it moves faster and you get to see the finished results much quicker.
Dean Devlin
If you like a person you say 'let's go into business together.' Man is a social animal after all, but such partnerships are fraught with danger.
Brian Tracy
If you think you can, you can. And if you think you can't, you're right.
Mary Kay Ash
Our life may look glamorous, but we scream at the kids, and I have to tell Jamie to tidy up if we have guests coming over.
Louise Nurding
The English mind is always in a rage. The intellect of the race is wasted in the sordid and stupid quarrels of second-rate politicians or third-rate theologians.
Oscar Wilde
A many-colored light flows from our sun; Art, 'neath its beams a motley thread has spun; The prison modifies the perfect day; But thou hast known such mediums to shun, And cast once more on life a pure white ray. Absorbed in the creations of thy mind, Forgetting daily self, my truest friend I find.
Margaret Fuller
