I truly believe that a woman who knows herself, and who thus knows her true value, can never be frightened into being co-opted.
Great wealth, like a crowd at a concert, Gathers and melts.
Conquer with forbearance The excesses of insolence.
The ignorant torment themselves more than they do others.
As the quality of water changes with the nature of the soil;So will a man's reason vary with the quality of his friends.
When you are about to badger the weak, Then imagine yourself before a more powerful man.
Whatever things a man gives up, By those he cannot suffer pain.
. . . War is for everyone, for children too. I wasn't going to tell you and I mustn't. The best way is to come uphill with me And have our fire and laugh and be afraid.
I'm really careful with what the music gets put with, and we say no to so much stuff, loads of it, for things that might quadruple the sales of my album. But if it doesn't fit then it doesn't fit, you know?
The Mona Lisa, to me, is the greatest emotional painting ever done. The way the smile flickers makes it a work of both art and science, because Leonardo understood optics, and the muscles of the lips, and how light strikes the eye - all of it goes into making the Mona Lisa's smile so mysterious and elusive.
I would say that the writers I like and trust have at the base of their prose something called the English sentence. An awful lot of modern writing seems to me to be a depressed use of language. Once, I called it "vow-of-poverty prose. " No, give me the king in his countinghouse. Give me Updike.