Conrad Aiken Quotes
And there was one, beneath black eaves, who thought,Combing with lifted arms her golden hair,Of the lover who hurried towards her through the night;And there was one who dreamed of a sudden deathAs she blew out her light.
Conrad Aiken
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Photography, painting or poetry – those are just extensions of me, how I perceive things; they are my way of communicating.
Viggo Mortensen
My marks were always bad, and I was a bad influence on other children, so they would explain to my mother that they could retain me only by being partial towards me, and so I should offer to leave the school myself. I would barely get 40-50% and was also extremely naughty.
Ram Charan
What's important is to be able to see yourself, I think, as having commonality with other people and not determine, because of your good luck, that everybody is less significant, less interesting, less important than you are.
Harrison Ford
My wife's income allowed me to do what I really loved. I realized that women's liberation is men's liberation, too.
Warren Farrell
I would be lying if I told you that I hadn't had aspirations to run for a statewide office.
Wendy Davis
In the studio, I'm always throwing people on different instruments.
Beck
We're more sexually repressed than men, having been given a much more strict puritanical code of behavior than men ever have.
Kate Millett
Liberty is, to the lowest rank of every nation, little more than the choice of working or starving.
Samuel Johnson
It doesn't matter how old I get, I always act like an excited five year-old kid with severe ADD and a waddle at Disneyland.
Chris Colfer
You know these love letters mix with whisky, just don't light a match when you kiss me.
Jon Bon Jovi
If your child seems to click with another kid in the class, try to set up a time for you to meet at a park after school and get to know their parent. Seeing you be outgoing with the parents of other children will encourage your child to be open and active in their friendships, too!
Eva Amurri
And there was one, beneath black eaves, who thought,Combing with lifted arms her golden hair,Of the lover who hurried towards her through the night;And there was one who dreamed of a sudden deathAs she blew out her light.
Conrad Aiken
