Famous Quotes & Sayings

Samuel Johnson

Youth enters the world with very happy prejudices in her own favour.

Christopher Masterson

I like many different kinds of music. My favourite band is Radiohead, and I'm also a giant Jeff Buckley fan.

John Burnside

I have never understood why so many gardeners favour straight lines and narrow, regulated borders; perhaps they think wildness could work only in a larger space.

Rebecca Stead

I never had a favourite book! I liked all kinds of things - science fiction, so I read Heinlen and Ray Bradbury, and I also liked reading about kids like myself, so I read Judy Blume and Norma Klein and Paula Danzinger and a lot of other writers. I also read James Herriot!

Asif Kapadia

I made three short films of my own which I wrote, produced, directed... you did everything in those days. My favourite one was something I shot on VHS... a little documentary.

Eleanor Catton

I loved 'Middlemarch,' I think that's one of my favourite books of all time, actually.

Publilius Syrus

He who will not grant a favour has no right to ask one.

Marcus Tullius Cicero

That, Senators, is what a favour from gangs amounts to. They refrain from murdering someone; then they boast that they have spared him!

Marcus Tullius Cicero

Favours out of place I regard as positive injuries.

Steven Saunders

He wanted to know why he couldn't remember things.

Walter Price

He remembers I took him to Carmichael two years ago. I don't remember.

Rosaleen Tallon

It is all wrong in its symbolism. I look up to the sky to remember him. I will never go down.

Lofa Tatupu

What do I remember about that play? That it was long.

Rick Moore

We've got to remember who got us here.

Rekalin Sims

He was rubbing it in our faces. We remember that. We've got something for him.

Denise Moore

He never remembers us together. This is the only time he remembers me is in prison.

Richard Paul Evans

In the end, we all lose it. Remember that. In the end, we own nothing.

Richelle Mead

„Ma'am?“ She glanced up at me, pushing her glasses up her nose as she did. “Hmm? Oh, I remember you. Miss Melbourne.“ “Melrose,“ I corrected. “Are you sure? I could've sworn you were named after someplace in Australia.“ „Well, my first name is Sydney,“ I said, not sure if I should be encouraging her.