Famous Quotes & Sayings

Robert Fitzgerald

The test of a given phrase would be: Is it worthy to be immortal? To ''make a beeline'' for something. That's worthy of being immortal and is immortal in English idiom. ''I guess I'll split'' is not going to be immortal and is excludable, therefore excluded.

J. M. G. Le Clezio

I've always felt very much from a mixed culture - mainly English and French, but also Nigerian, Thai, Mexican. Everything's had its influence on me.

Rachel Ward

When I wanted to be an actress, I never wanted really to be the kind of actress I became.

Samuel Richardson

Vast is the field of Science. The more a man knows, the more he will find he has to know.

Paul Murphy

English is a language from the head and brain, Irish comes from the heart.

John Gay

Tell me and I forget. Show me and I remember. Involve me and I understand.

Barry Gibb

Maurice would prance into a room, you know, and his presence was immediate.

Barry Gibb

He was the average guy. Maurice, I think, reflected every man.

J. K. Rowling

You sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve.

Arabian Proverb

Throw a lucky man into the sea, and he will come up with a fish in his mouth.

John Armstrong

Virtue, the strength and beauty of the soul, Is the best gift of Heaven: a happiness That even above the smiles and frowns of fate Exalts great Nature's favourites: a wealth That ne'er encumbers, nor can be transferr'd.

Jodi Picoult

Does fate ever play by the rules?

Jodi Picoult

Whether or not belive in Fate comes down to one thing: who you blame when something goes wrong. Do you think it's your fault - that if you'd tried better, worked harder, it wouldn't have happened? Or do you just chalk it up to circumstance? I know poeple who'll hear about the people who died, and will say that it was God's will. I know people who'll say it was bad luck. And then there's my personal favorite: They were just in the wrong place at hte wrong time. Then again, you could say the same thing about me, couldn't you?

John Greenleaf Whittier

The laws of changeless justice bind oppressor and oppressed; and, close as sin and suffering joined we march to fate abreast.

John Greenleaf Whittier

The Fates are just: they give us but our own; Nemesis ripens what our hands have sown.

John Green

Did I help you toward a fate you didn't want, Alaska, or did I just assist in your willful self-destruction?

P. G. Wodehouse

I'm not absolutely certain of the facts, but I rather fancy it's Shakespeare who says that it's always just when a fellow is feeling particularly braced with things in general that Fate sneaks up behind him with the bit of lead piping.

P. G. Wodehouse

Unseen in the background, Fate was quietly slipping lead into the boxing-glove.

Charles Bukowski

I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.

Sylvia Plath

I talk to God but the sky is empty.

Madonna Ciccone

I made a vow that I would never need another person ever. Turned my heart into a cage, a victim of a kind of rage.

Gregory Maguire

That was such a wonderful time, even in its strangeness and sadness-and life isn't the same now. It's wonderful, but it isn't the same.

Ignacy Jan Paderewski

Music expresses first of all sadness rather than joy.

Hrithik Roshan

Happiness is overrated. It comes and goes just like sadness and miseryboth fleeting. What's important is peace. With all.

Guy Finley

The past is as powerless to darken the present moment as is a shadow to reach up and drag down the form that casts it.

Jonathan Safran Foer

I am always sad, I think. Perhaps this signifies that I am not sad at all, because sadness is something lower than your normal disposition, and I am always the same thing. Perhaps I am the only person in the world, then, who never becomes sad. Perhaps I am lucky.

Jonathan Safran Foer

She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.