Beardless Man Quotes & Sayings

I don't really count myself as a very sophisticated businessperson. I'm a creative artist. All I know from business I've picked up along the way. — Mick Jagger

God, for example, appealed to me as a beardless man wearing a quilted silk cap; holiness was something burning, forbidding, something connected with fire while a day had the form of an oblong box. — Abraham Cahan

When I am engrossed in an idea, all else is mere diversion. — Leo Tolstoy

We might think of dollars as being 'certificates of performance.' The better I serve my fellow man, and the higher the value he places on that service, the more certificates of performance he gives me. The more certificates I earn, the greater my claim on the goods my fellow man produces. That's the morality of the market. In order for one to have a claim on what his fellow man produces, he must first serve him. — Walter E. Williams

Man is man so long as he is struggling to rise above nature, and this nature is both internal and external. — Swami Vivekananda

Mr. Charles Dickens was serializing his novel Oliver Twist; Mr. Draper had just taken the first photograph of the moon, freezing her pale face on cold paper; Mr. Morse had recently announced a way of transmitting messages down metal wires. Had you mentioned magic or Faerie to any of them, they would have smiled at you disdainfully, except, perhaps for Mr. Dickens, at the time a young man, and beardless. He would have looked at you wistfully. — Neil Gaiman

An author accepting language's invitation to dance steps onto the floor of his her sensibility-charged consciousness and begins to move instinctively
even if with much dread
in ways that synchronize images, ideas, emotions, sounds, smells, ignorance, and knowledge. — Aberjhani

Golf without Jones would be like France without Paris: leaderless, lightless and lonely. — Herbert Wind

[He]
Spoke and rose to full height, sword in air,
Then cleft the man's brow square between the temples
Cutting his head in two
a dreadful gash
Between the cheeks all beardless. Earth resounded
Quivering at the great shock of his weight
As he went tumbling down in all his armor,
Drenched with blood and brains; in equal halves
His head hung this and that way from his shoulders. — Virgil