Agatha Christie Quotes
Men are made fools by the gleaming limbs of women, and, lo, in a minute they are become discolored carnelians. A trifle, a little, the likeness of a dream. And death comes as the end.
Agatha Christie
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History does nothing; it does not possess immense riches, it does not fight battles. It is men, real, living, who do all this.
Karl Marx
There's a tendency among some male writers to make the women in their stories weak and needing of rescue so that their hero looks like a manly man.
Karin Slaughter
The beauty of 'The Hunger Games' and also 'Game of Thrones,' in fairness, both projects have really complex, three-dimensional, contradictory, strong women... The writing of female characters is extraordinary and equal to the men.
Natalie Dormer
I wonder if there'll ever be a time where you're not judged by your appearance. It seems that wherever you've got to, your appearance is always discussed. It's never said about men. We talk about a man's charisma, not his looks.
Kate Williams
There are many things which swallow up men's thoughts while they live, which they will think little of when they are dying. Hundreds are wholly absorbed in political schemes and seem to care for nothing but the advancement of their own party. Myriads are buried in business and money matters and seem to neglect everything else but this world.
J. C. Ryle
My main motivation is not to get bored. I'm just hoping I get a vaguely maverick reputation.
Vikram Seth
Whether for life or death, do your own work well.
John Ruskin
A hound it was, an enormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes have ever seen. Fire burst from its open mouth, its eyes glowed with a smouldering glare, its muzzle and hackles and dewlap were outlined in flickering flame. Never in the delirious dream of a disordered brain could anything more savage, more appalling, more hellish be conceived than that dark form and savage face which broke upon us out of the wall of fog.
Arthur Conan Doyle
When people come to a race, part of it is the anticipation: 'What is he going to do?'
Usain Bolt
Oh, how sweet it is to pity the fate of an enemy who can no longer threaten us!
Pierre Corneille
Men are made fools by the gleaming limbs of women, and, lo, in a minute they are become discolored carnelians. A trifle, a little, the likeness of a dream. And death comes as the end.
Agatha Christie
