Colleen McCullough Quotes
The bird with the thorn in its breast, it follows an immutable law; it is driven by it knows not what to impale itself, and die singing. At the very instant the thorn enters there is no awareness in it of the dying to come; it simply sings and sings until there is not the life left to utter another note. But we, when we put the thorns in our breasts, we know. We understand. And still we do it. Still we do it.
Colleen McCullough
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I once interviewed my grandma for a class project about the Second World War. After 70 years filled with marriage, children, grandchildren, death, poverty and triumph, the thing about which she was unquestionably the proudest and most excited was that she and her family did their part during the war.
J. D. Vance
Good fiction reveals feeling, refines events, locates importance and, though its methods are as mysterious as they are varied, intensifies the experience of living our own lives.
Vincent Canby
To me, being in your prime means playing your best and feeling your best, too.
Warren Moon
As far as expectations go, you can never work for expectations. You have to work against them.
Kajol
I'm an optimist. My own fiction, while it has its own dark warnings about pitfalls ahead, depicts the potential of science to improve society by networking human minds.
Ramez Naam
When people say I have become a celebrity, I remind them of fame's flip side. For instance, if I want to watch a movie in a cinema, I have to enter through a side exit just before the film begins and leave by the same exit before the credits roll.
Saina Nehwal
Ego gets you inches but it doesn't get you impact.
Cameron Sinclair
I have always been drawn to strong and interesting women, people who have navigated that world before you and maintained their integrity and sense of self.
Janet McTeer
The brain, which is plastic when young, must be exposed to certain sights early in life, or it will remain blind to those sights forever.
Sam Kean
Whatever doubts or vexations one has in Japan, it is only necessary to ask one's self: 'Well, who are the best people to live with?'
Lafcadio Hearn
When streams of unkindness, as bitter as gall, Bubble up from the heart to the tongue, And Meekness is writhing in torment and thrall, By the hands of Ingratitude wrung, -In the heat of injustice, unwept and unfair, While the anguish is festering yet, None, none but an angel or God can declare 'I now can forgive and forget.'
Martin Farquhar Tupper
The bird with the thorn in its breast, it follows an immutable law; it is driven by it knows not what to impale itself, and die singing. At the very instant the thorn enters there is no awareness in it of the dying to come; it simply sings and sings until there is not the life left to utter another note. But we, when we put the thorns in our breasts, we know. We understand. And still we do it. Still we do it.
Colleen McCullough
