Arthur Symons Quotes
They weave a slow andante as in sleep,Scaled yellow, swampy black, plague-spotted white;With blue and lidless eyes at watch they keepA treachery of silence; infinite.
Arthur Symons
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I have absolutely no regret about my vote against this war. The same questions remain. The cost in human lives, the cost to our budget, probably 100 billion. We could have probably brought down that statue for a lot less.
Nancy Pelosi
I think I would encourage leaders to start working with communities in order to inoculate angry, young teenagers.
Maajid Nawaz
They that are intoxicated by self-conceit have interposed themselves between it and the Divine and infallible Physician. Witness how they have entangled all men, themselves included, in the mesh of their devices. They can neither discover the cause of the disease, nor have they any knowledge of the remedy.
Baha'u'llah
If you're a thinking person, the liver is interesting, but nothing is more intriguing than the brain.
Vilayanur S. Ramachandran
In theory, taxes should be like shopping. What I buy is government services. What I pay are my taxes.
P. J. O'Rourke
When we were growing up, women in their late 40s generally didn't dye their hair.
Tamsin Greig
By the age of fifty, you have made yourself what you are, and if it is good, it is better than your youth.
Marya Mannes
The individualists stare into each other's eyes and yet deny each other's existence. We walk in circles, so limited by our own anxieties that we can no longer distinguish between true and false, between the gangster's whim and the purest ideal.
Ingmar Bergman
We're not thought of in terms of color because we are entertainers. We are there to entertain you not because we are black, white, pink, or green or gay or straight or because we are Catholic or Protestant.
Eartha Kitt
This administration is not sympathetic to corporations, it is indentured to corporations.
Ralph Nader
What a photograph shows us is how a particular thing could be seen, or could be made to look - at a specific moment, in a specific context, by a specific photographer employing specific tools.
Allan Douglass Coleman
They weave a slow andante as in sleep,Scaled yellow, swampy black, plague-spotted white;With blue and lidless eyes at watch they keepA treachery of silence; infinite.
Arthur Symons
