Champneys Tring Quotes & Sayings

For myself I couldn't care less, but I have a lover. Not a partner, Susannah, or a friend or a significant euphemism, but the love of my life. And he believes. And I've watched him tie himself in knots, as he struggles to find a place for himself in texts that were written thousands of years ago, with the deliberate aim of excluding him. — Michael Arditti

A lot of music fans are still interested in insightful perspectives on music - maybe even more interested than ever, since everyone needs help making sense of the incredible variety of sounds that have sprung up in the wake of the Internet revolution. There's a lot of room for unique, qualified voices who can provide good reads. — Michael Azerrad

Ordinary men live among marvels and feel no wonder, grow familiar with objects and learn nothing new about them. — George Henry Lewes

How desperately I wanted to forsake these facts, to open a smelly old book or to go down on a pretty young girl instead. Why couldn't I have been born to a better world? — Gary Shteyngart

He who has wealth has friends. — Chanakya

I don't compute. — Marissa Meyer

We never touched, but I made love to your mind. — Krista Ritchie

Yeah, I was in the phase for the last ten years or so where every record I made I said OK, that's the last one, I don't want to record anymore, I don't want to do this any more, I don't want to have a public life. — Rosanne Cash

I am grateful for hands to tickle with. Not so grateful for that process in reverse, however. — Richelle E. Goodrich

So now what? What happens when words fail us? — Nick Hornby

She understood from it all what a woman, if she loves sincerely, always understands before anything else
namely, that I myself was unhappy. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

The public, as a whole, does not demand or appreciate the pure expression of beauty. Its cultured members expect to find in poetry, if anything, repose from material and nervous anxiety; an apt or chiselled phrase strokes the appetites and tickles the imagination. The more general public merely enjoys its platitudes and truisms jerked on to the understanding in line and rhyme; truth put into metre sounds overwhelmingly true. — Harold Monro

People come and go. — Cecelia Ahern

I would find the words to tell him how I was so scared, as if I were being stuffed farther and farther into a black, airless sack with no way out. — Sylvia Plath