V. S. Pritchett Quotes
[London is] like the sight of a heavy sea from a rowing boat in the middle of the Atlantic.... One lives in it, afloat but half submerged in a heavy flood of brick, stone, asphalt, slate, steel, glass, concrete, and tarmac, seeing nothing fixable beyond a few score white spires that splash up like spits of foam above the next glum wave of dirty buildings.
V. S. Pritchett
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The history of Bitcoin trading is a bubble, a correction, consolidation, and another increase. It's happened four times, and it will happen again.
Barry Silbert
There's nothing funnier than the human animal.
Walt Disney
If I do a song where I'm angry, when it's time to perform it live I'm not mad, I'm happy. I'm at a concert. But I have to somehow drum up that rage. That's acting.
Ice T
The classy gangster is a Hollywood invention.
Orson Welles
Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me.
Saint Patrick
The living nightmare for a red state NASCAR driver would be a gay French driver.
Adam McKay
Be advised that all flatterers live at the expense of those who listen to them.
Jean de La Fontaine
I'll never do a film because it's a massive budget and I'm gonna get lots of publicity for it and it will bring something else.
Maisie Williams
There is just a small difference between the United States and Russia - Russia does not teach the whole world democracy.
Margarita Simonyan
You still just got to play your game. No matter where you're at, you've got to play your game, especially in majors. When you try to push and try to make things happen, that's when you can make some big numbers at the majors.
Dustin Johnson
If interviews are just interviews or if music is just music, why are we even doing it? You only get so many hours in a lifetime, man.
Ben Harper
[London is] like the sight of a heavy sea from a rowing boat in the middle of the Atlantic.... One lives in it, afloat but half submerged in a heavy flood of brick, stone, asphalt, slate, steel, glass, concrete, and tarmac, seeing nothing fixable beyond a few score white spires that splash up like spits of foam above the next glum wave of dirty buildings.
V. S. Pritchett