Beerbohm Dobson Quotes & Sayings

Anytime I switch to another instrument, I immediately turn it into another kind of drum so that I can understand it better. — Levon Helm

Westcliff sees an odd sort of logic in why you would finally be the one to win St. Vincent's heart. He says a girl like you would appeal to ... hmm, how did he put it? ... I can't remember the exact words, but it was something like ... you would appeal to St. Vincent's deepest, most secret fantasy."
Evie felt her cheeks flushing while a skirmish of pain and hope took place in the tired confines of her chest. She tried to respond sardonically. "I should think his fantasy is to consort with as many women as possible."
A grin crossed Lillian's lips. "Dear, that is not St. Vincent's fantasy, it's his reality. And you're probably the first sweet, decent girl he's ever had anything to do with."
"He spent quite a lot of time with you and Daisy in Hampshire," Evie countered.
That seemed to amuse Lillian further. "I'm not at all sweet, dear. And neither is my sister. Don't say you have been laboring under that misconception all this time? — Lisa Kleypas

If I have to fall once more from grace, at least you're going to make it worthwhile. — Kristina Douglas

Our present work sets forth mathematical principles of philosophy. For the basic problem of philosophy seems to be to discover the forces of nature from the phenomena of motions and then to demonstrate the other phenomena from these forces. It is to these ends that the general propositions in books 1 and 2 are directed, while in book 3 our explanation of the system of the world illustrates these propositions. — Isaac Newton

Loneliness is the most severe punishment. We are not built to handle it. I — Jan-Philipp Sendker

We found, before the hands of the dial had taught us the lapse of a week, that this would be something not to be endured. The sun sank lower every day behind the crags and silvery horns; the heavens grew to wear a hue of violet, almost black, and yet unbearably dazzling; as the notes of our voices fell upon the atmosphere they assumed a metallic tone, as if the air itself had become frozen from the beginning of the world and they tinkled against it; our sufferings had mounted in their intensity till they were too great to be resisted. — Harriet Prescott Spofford

I have supped mead with lords and ladies; so to have I slumbered in nameless lanes and gored upon mutton. — Dusty Rhodes

The muscular, athletic type is not representative of the human race, who are varied in their physique. — Vivienne Westwood

A poem is a place where the conditions of beyondness and withinness are made palpable, where to imagine is to feel what it is like to be. It allows us to have the life we are denied because we are too busy living. Even more paradoxically, a poem permits us to live in ourselves as if we were just out of reach of ourselves. — Mark Strand

The new Squarepusher album as well, although it is proper headf*** industrial. Not one for a pool party in Ibiza! — Ralph Lawson

Far from being accidental details, the properties of nature's basic building blocks are deeply entwined with the fabric of space and time. — Brian Greene

There is an angel imprisoned in it and I must set it free. — Michelangelo

Of comic novels that have quaffed the elixir of 'classic': Zuleika Dobson by Max Beerbohm. — Cynthia Ozick

Me Grandad is 74 and he's football bananas, so me nan gets loads of grief. — Jamie Redknapp