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Daniilovich Quotes By Walter J. Phillips

Let it not be assumed that the artist is so smug as to dislike true criticism. No sincere artist was ever completely satisfied with his labour. — Walter J. Phillips

Daniilovich Quotes By Mikhail Lermontov

Whether I am a fool or a villain I know not; but this is certain, I am also most deserving of pity - perhaps more than she. My soul has been spoiled by the world, my imagination is unquiet, my heart insatiate. To me everything is of little moment. I become as easily accustomed to grief as to joy, and my life grows emptier day by day. — Mikhail Lermontov

Daniilovich Quotes By John Boyne

It has always astonished me, Georgy Daniilovich, that those who are most repulsed by autocratic or dictatorial rule are among the first to eliminate their enemies once they take on the mantle of power themselves. — John Boyne

Daniilovich Quotes By Simon Jenkins

Without history we are infants. Ask what binds the British Isles more closely to America than to Europe and only history gives a reply. Of all intellectual pursuits, history is the most supremely useful. That is why people crave it and need ever more of it. — Simon Jenkins

Daniilovich Quotes By Christy Turlington

Participating in a sisterhood with other women is hugely important in my life and a source of joy. — Christy Turlington

Daniilovich Quotes By Elizabeth Hardwick

Books give not wisdom where none was before. But where some is, there reading makes it more. — Elizabeth Hardwick

Daniilovich Quotes By Jodi Picoult

And he suddenly knew that if she killed herself, he would die. Maybe not immediately, maybe not with the same blinding rush of pain, but it would happen. You couldn't live for very long without a heart. — Jodi Picoult

Daniilovich Quotes By John Keats

When the melancholy fit shall fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, That fosters the droop-headed flowers all, And hides the green hill in an April shroud; Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose. — John Keats