Arthur Quiller-Couch Quotes
I could not find the way to God;There were too many flaming sunsFor signposts, and the fearful roadLed over wastes where millionsOf tangled comets hissed and burned-I was bewildered and I turned.
Arthur Quiller-Couch
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Growing up, in my under-15 days I used to be a wicketkeeper, and that carried on till I was 17. Then I started focusing on my batting and moved on. I got into the Ranji team quite early, and generally, as a youngster, the first place you are put in is at bat-pad and short leg, so you had to work on your close-in fielding straightaway.
Rahul Dravid
I've got to confess I'm a pragmatic optimist myself.
Zig Ziglar
I don't think you'll ever get enough picking.
Earl Scruggs
I go to Australia probably once every two years. It's wide-open spaces there, so I just rent a motorcycle and ride out to the middle of the continent. For hours, you don't see anybody.
Larry Fitzgerald
I usually write my music on a piano, and I really enjoy performing that way, because that actually shows how the music was in my mind before it actually became an electronic song.
Anton Zaslavski
Virtue has its own reward, but no sale at the box office.
Mae West
There's no question in my mind of the value in technology in fueling young minds. Like any other tool, if you simply throw it in the classroom and don't consider how best to take advantage of that tool, and you try the old ways with a new piece of technology on the desk, it's no panacea.
Craig Federighi
My favorite exhibition of all time was at The Met years ago, called 'Glitter and Doom: German Portraits from the 1920s.'
Jan Vogler
The American Humanist Association, whose slogan is 'Good without a God,' created the National Day of Reason with the Washington Area Secular Humanists to raise awareness about government threats to religious liberty and up the profile of the non-religious community.
Elizabeth Flock
Babies, babies, babies. Why did God make so many babies? But no, God didn't make them. Stupid people made them.
Margaret Mitchell
I could not find the way to God;There were too many flaming sunsFor signposts, and the fearful roadLed over wastes where millionsOf tangled comets hissed and burned-I was bewildered and I turned.
Arthur Quiller-Couch