If it is the mark of the artist to love art before everything, to renounce everything for its sake, to think all the sweet human things of life well lost if only he may attain something, do some good, great work, then I was never an artist.
It is the mark of great people to treat trifles as trifles and important matters as important.
Make a mark; don't be part of the living dead.
That's always been Guillermo's preference, is to have as much there practically as is humanly possible, and that digital graphic images are more a punctuation mark than they are a replacement.
Avoid overuse of 'quotation “marks. ”'
Is it conceivable that mysticism is a mark of inadequate art?
It is a mark of many famous people that they cannot part with their brightest hour.
The scale and grandeur of the Russian effort mark it as the greatest military achievement in all history.
Where do you get the right to decide our lives? I'll tell you where. From that little hog's gut that hangs between your legs. Well, let me tell you something. . . you will need more than that. I don't know where you will get it or who will give it to you, but mark my words, you will need more than that. . . . You are a sad, pitiful, stupid, selfish, hateful man. I hope your little hog's gut stands you in good stead, and you take good care of it, because you don't have anything else.
I need an irony punctuation mark for the clueless.
The sure mark of one born with noble qualities is being born without envy.
It is a mark of how far we have gone on the road to serfdom that government allocation and rationing of oil is the automatic response to the oil crisis.
In the olden days, everybody sang. You were expected to sing as well as talk. It was a mark of the cultured man to sing.
One of the best safeguards of our hopes, I have suggested, is to be able to mark off the areas of hopelessness and to acknowledge them, to face them directly, not with despair but with the creative intent of keeping them from polluting all the areas of possibility.
The greatest fault of a penetrating wit is to go beyond the mark.
I know I'm a better editor than I was when I began, twenty years ago. I'm less scared of the text, I'm less scared of the writer, and, crucially, I no longer believe that I have to leave my mark on every story.
There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.
Where is it written that if you don't like religion you are somehow disqualified from being a legitimate American? What was Mark Twain, a Russian?
The worst food you'll ever eat will probably be prepared by a 'cook' who calls himself a 'chef. ' Mark my words.
A pharaoh's profile, a Krishna's grace, tail like a question mark.