Quotes & Sayings About Donalbain

And I can relate to that, because I went to an all white school, so I knew what that was like. And it was hard at the time, but anything that's difficult you learn from, don't you? — Rachel True

Fear is a lonely thing. Even those who love us best cannot get close to us when we are afraid. — Elizabeth Goudge

As a musician usually music is your way out. — Damon Albarn

Boxing should probably be banned. But until then, I'm a big fan. — Sam Simon

He reaches for his pen. He yawns and puts it down and picks it up again. I shall be found dead at my desk, he thinks, like the poet Petrarch. The poet wrote many unsent letters: he wrote to Cicero, who died twelve hundred years before he was born. He wrote to Homer, who possibly never even existed; but I, I have enough to do with Lord Lisle, and the fish traps, and the Emperor's galleons tossing on the Middle Sea. Between one dip of the pen, Petrarch writes, 'between one dip of the pen and the next, the time passes: and I hurry, I drive myself, and I speed towards death. We are always dying - I while I write, you while you read, and others while they listen or block their ears; they are all dying. — Hilary Mantel

I had to create an equivalent for what I felt about what I was looking at - not copy it. — Georgia O'Keeffe

ever since that time of unbound paranoia the one unbreakable law of the British secret services has been: Thou shalt not snoop on Number Ten. Because we are not in the business of generating policy - it's not a task for which agencies like ours are suited, and in those countries where spooks set policy, it always ends in tears. We vet politicians on the way up - that's an entirely different matter - but by the time they're moving into Number Ten they should already be above suspicion; if they aren't, we haven't been doing our job properly. And — Charles Stross

When I see something that's wrong, I just speak and act first and I'll take the consequences later. — Felix Dennis

Death had marked his family with unbreakable black halos, until only two remained. — R.W. Patterson