Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
...these poets here, you see, they are not of this world:let them live their strange life; let them be cold and hungry, let them run, love and sing: they are as rich as Jacques Coeur, all these silly children, for they have their souls full of rhymes, rhymes which laugh and cry, which make us laugh or cry: Let them live: God blesses all the merciful: and the world blesses the poets.
Arthur Rimbaud
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To be fair, I don't get mad when people laugh at me when I fall down.
Owen Benjamin
I make mistakes on a very grand scale.
Gail Carson Levine
The essence of a general's job is to assist in developing a clear sense of purpose to keep the junk from getting in the way of important things.
Walter F. Ulmer
For me, and this may not be everybody, but because I do love country music so much, there's such a feeling of home in Nashville, especially because it's such a small town. You bring up one song, everybody knows who wrote it, everybody knows their mother and what their cell number is, and all of the stories.
Garrett Hedlund
The different Ministries have to work more on the promotion of the country, to build Kosovo's public image. Concrete projects must be assembled, in order to activate our businessmen to have more contacts. We have to create a positive image about ourselves.
Ibrahim Rugova
There's an excitement to officiating a well-played game. A lot of discretion, a lot of judgment comes into play.
Pat Meehan
I am now working on the second WWI story and find the challenge marvelous.
Anne Perry
I am interested in mathematics only as a creative art.
G. H. Hardy
Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work - that goes on, it adds up.
Barbara Kingsolver
The way plays happen, at least with me, it's spontaneous combustion of things you've had in your head.
Frank D. Gilroy
I hope and trust the infinite, the eternal, and merciful and loving God. I worship Him and feel no guilt in my heart before him for what I am going to do.
Alex Campbell
...these poets here, you see, they are not of this world:let them live their strange life; let them be cold and hungry, let them run, love and sing: they are as rich as Jacques Coeur, all these silly children, for they have their souls full of rhymes, rhymes which laugh and cry, which make us laugh or cry: Let them live: God blesses all the merciful: and the world blesses the poets.
Arthur Rimbaud
