Words Quotes
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And me I'm in my bedroom drawing in my notebookBecause my hand thinks I'm an artistBut my heart knows I'm a poetIt's just words they mean so little to me.
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Now, we lives our lives...So nonchalant...We spend our time...So 'Bon Vivant'...Our stylish nights...So well-arranged...Those tasteful words that we exchange...We know it's all a passing phase.
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My works really begin in a very simple way. Sometimes it's an image, and sometimes it's words I might write, like a fragment of a poem.
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Words can't express how humbled I am in being given the privilege to portray Gunnery Sergeant Basilone!
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Even when writing your own poems, you need to talk to people; you need to magpie around, getting words and things. I'm very against the celebrity culture that wants to say: 'this is a genius, this is one person who has done something brilliant.' There are always a hundred people in the background who have helped to make it.
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The most amazing feeling I feel Words can't describe what I'm feeling for real Maybe I paint the sky blue My greatest creation was you.
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One of us sings in the street, and we listen to him;The words ring over us like vague bells of sorrow.He sings of a house he lived in long ago.It is strange; this house of dust was the house I lived in;The house you lived in, the house that all of us know.
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In nearly all ballads, the words set the mood and meaning, while the music intensifies or enhances them.
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Words have great cumulative power, but in the 21st century, a single image is much stronger. An image suggests the unvarnished truth. That is its power and its fiction.
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When we visited with legislative counsel, they told us that the only way to effectively accomplish what we were trying to do was to put the words in the legislation.
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When you work in a different language you are not so attached to the words.
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When all is said and done, science is about things and theology is about words. Things behave in the same way everywhere, but words do not. ... Theology works in one culture alone. If you have not grown up in Polkinghorne's culture, where words such as 'incarnation' and 'trinity' have a profound meaning, you cannot share his vision.
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I held 18, 19, or 20-year-old men in my arms, and I heard their last words, and I saw them take their last breath.
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There are times when the simple dignity of movement can fulfill the function of a volume of words.
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Alice Walker's words have such rhythm and scream music.
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If I ever wrote a book on preaching, it would contain three words: Preach the Word. Get rid of all the other stuff that gets you sidetracked; preach the Word.
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It is the stillest words that bring the storm.
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Rap music's been around for too long now to be inspirational. The words are, but the music isn't.
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I never for a moment considered not doing the show. When I did the show I became very emotional. Some of the lyrics suddenly took on an entirely different meaning. Words like, 'as if we never said goodbye' became more real.
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The famous passage from her book is often erroneously attributed to the inaugural address of Nelson Mandela. About the misattribution Williamson said, "Several years ago, this paragraph from A Return to Love began popping up everywhere, attributed to Nelson Mandela's 1994 inaugural address. As honored as I would be had President Mandela quoted my words, indeed he did not. I have no idea where that story came from, but I am gratified that the paragraph has come to mean so much to so many people.
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Consider the concepts referred to in the words 'where', 'when', 'why', 'being', to the elucidation of which innumerable volumes of philosophy have been devoted. We fare no better in our speculations than a fish which should strive to become clear as to what is water.
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My mum is a singer and harpist, and my dad writes fantastic poetry, so we've grown up around a lot of words and music.
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My mum is a singer and harpist, and my dad writes fantastic poetry, so we've grown up around a lot of words and music.
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Thought itself needs words. It runs on them like a long wire. And if it loses the habit of words, little by little it becomes shapeless, somber.
