Ben Jonson Quotes
Still to be powder'd, still perfum'd, Lady, it is to be presum'd, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free, Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art: They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Ben Jonson
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It is not empty rhetoric to talk of the Free World.
Barbara Amiel
Whether people be of high or low birth, rich or poor, old or young, enlightened or confused, they are all alike in that they will one day die.
Yamamoto Tsunetomo
My host at Richmond, yesterday morning, could not sufficiently express his surprise that I intended to venture to walk as far as Oxford, and still farther. He however was so kind as to send his son, a clever little boy, to show me the road leading to Windsor.
Karl Philipp Moritz
Interdependence is and ought to be as much the ideal of man as self-sufficiency. Man is a social being.
Mahatma Gandhi
My granddad was a hard worker, and my dad is, too. It was instilled in me as a kid. I never got pocket money; I had to earn it. I had two paper rounds before school, not just one. Wherever I worked, whether it was at football, in the pub, I'd do whatever was asked of me - and more.
Olly Murs
And the idea of just wandering off to a cafe with a notebook and writing and seeing where that takes me for awhile is just bliss.
Joanne Rowling
When Lee and Jack win, it is good for golf. When I win, it is better.
Chi Chi Rodriguez
You have to do what makes you feel good, but for me, it has to come from that spiritual side first.
Lauren Cohan
I like the idea of sending my Aquazurra girls out with a lucky charm under their feet.
Edgardo Osorio
One encounter with Jesus Christ is enough to change you, instantly, forever.
Luis Palau
In the English language, I can love my car, or my house, or my daughter, or traveling, but in Greek and how I grew up, love is described with different words.
Yiannis Chryssomallis
Still to be powder'd, still perfum'd, Lady, it is to be presum'd, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free, Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art: They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Ben Jonson