Marge Piercy Quotes
The mind wraps itself around a poem. It is almost sensual, particularly if you work on a computer. You can turn the poem round and about and upside down, dancing with it a kind of bolero of two snakes twisting and coiling, until the poem has found its right and proper shape.
Marge Piercy
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In the world of language, or in other words in the world of art and liberal education, religion necessarily appears as mythology or as Bible.
Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel
Painting what I experience, translating what I feel, is like a great liberation. But it is also work, self-examination, consciousness, criticism, struggle.
Balthasar Klossowski de Rola
In my early 20s, I didn't even know what the Groundlings was. I had no idea. But I know how to break down a script and work on the character.
Rachael Harris
When I was 18, I couldn't wait to move away. I was like: 'If I ever have to come back here, I'll kill myself.' Glasgow seemed like failure and death to me back then, but not any more.
Laura Fraser
Conviction without experience makes for harshness.
Flannery O'Connor
I pretty much make time for that weekly manicure.
Yancy Butler
Take up martial arts and get proficient. Take a sword-fighting class. Dive in and immerse yourself in it as you would any other acting class, so when the opportunity comes, that skill can be really utilized, and it's not half-baked.
David Leitch
I had a lot of chaos in my very early years before I was old enough to know what was going on, and then I just skated through the rest of my childhood without dealing with it.
Jeremy Sisto
Russia is the only place where men and women can be free.
James Larkin
I am a lazy person, which is why I like open source, for other people to do work for me.
Linus Torvalds
Big things always interest me, but the big things don't work because they're too big. You have to find characters in which to couch all those things.
Max Apple
The mind wraps itself around a poem. It is almost sensual, particularly if you work on a computer. You can turn the poem round and about and upside down, dancing with it a kind of bolero of two snakes twisting and coiling, until the poem has found its right and proper shape.
Marge Piercy
