Conrad Aiken Quotes
The music ends. The screen grows dark. We hurryTo go our devious secret ways, forgettingThose many lives . . . We loved, we laughed, we killed,We danced in fire, we drowned in a whirl of sea-waves.The flutes are stilled, and a thousand dreams are stilled.
Conrad Aiken
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Over the years to come, one thing is for certain: if the monarchy wishes to stay relevant and in power, it will have to change more.
Kate Williams
All the children of the great men in Persia are brought up at court, where they have an opportunity of learning great modesty, and where nothing immodest is ever heard or seen.
Xenophon
The presumption of innocence, the benefit of the doubt, walking without worrying - these should not be hallmarks of white privilege. They are human rights - human rights - that should be enjoyed by all.
Randi Weingarten
A great calamity is as old as the trilobites an hour after it has happened.
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
The rules are all in a sixty-four-page pamphlet by Aristotle called 'Poetics.' It was written almost three thousand years ago, but I promise you, if something is wrong with what you're writing, you've probably broken one of Aristotle's rules.
Aaron Sorkin
If you don't have a refinery operating, it's hard to use oil that's available.
T. Boone Pickens
Death not merely ends life, it also bestows upon it a silent completeness, snatched from the hazardous flux to which all things human are subject.
Hannah Arendt
I'm sick of 'Wild Things.'
Maurice Sendak
I grew up as an only child, so inherently, most of my life was centered around me. My parents taught me to play well with others and to share my toys, but I was still an only child who didn't have to share my parent's attention with siblings. As great as my childhood was, I always wanted brothers and sisters.
Coy Bowles
Zac Brown Band
If New Orleans is allowed to die, a crucial part of the world's music heritage will disappear.
Ray Davies
The Kinks
There's such a dark cloud over this, it's disappointing. As a kid, you wondered who'd be the next guy to pass Ruth or maybe Aaron. We're talking about a great, great player in Barry Bonds, but there's that black cloud, and I just think we all wish it could go away.
J. M. Roberts
The music ends. The screen grows dark. We hurryTo go our devious secret ways, forgettingThose many lives . . . We loved, we laughed, we killed,We danced in fire, we drowned in a whirl of sea-waves.The flutes are stilled, and a thousand dreams are stilled.
Conrad Aiken
