Adagietto By Gustav Quotes & Sayings

Complete possession is proved only by giving. All you are unable to give possesses you. — Andre Gide

The imagination wants to construct the new worlds, no? Creativity is a solution. If I ask you, "What is your goal in life? How many years do you have to live before to die? How many years do you have? And what you will do with these years you have?" You have pressure there. "How you will realize a good life? How? Tell me!" Then, you start to open your mind. — Alejandro Jodorowsky

You can tell by looking at me that I've got more miles behind me than I've got in front of me. When you reach that point, if you've got some good years left, you want to make sure that you use them wisely. — Tom Osborne

So while I will never minimize the costs involved in military action, I am convinced that a failure to act in Libya would have carried a far greater price for America. — Barack Obama

Everybody has been cheated on, everyone will be cheated on, — Cameron Diaz

What songwriting does better than almost anything is empathy - it's incredibly empathetic. The reason people sat around in bars when they were bummed out and listened to country songs is because it made them feel better in the long run. — Steve Earle

From the mid-1970s, I also started work on the causation and prevention of famines. — Amartya Sen

Happiness radiates like the fragrance from a flower and draws all good things towards you. — Maharishi Mahesh Yogi

I think I was always going to be an Everton player from the day I was born. There is a certain type of player who is an Everton player — Neville Southall

As the young husband and wife lay in each other's arms, each contemplating past, present, and future, Clint recognized the music as the adagietto from Gustav Mahler's fifth symphony. It was one of the most famous movements in the entire symphonic repertoire, but it was also one of the most debated. Mahler ostensibly composed the adagietto as a love song to his wife, Alma, but when played at the much slower tempo preferred by many conductors, the music instead evokes a feeling of profound melancholy. After almost eighty years, musicologists and aficionados still couldn't agree whether the music was supposed to be happy or sad, whether it was an expression of intense love and devotion or of unmitigated despair. Clint was struck by the irony that this music would be playing at this moment in his life, and his mouth curled into an ambivalent smile. Was he happy? Was he sad? Would he ever again be certain? — William T. Prince

No animal likes to be pecked on the anus by a duck. — Nicholson Baker