Dreirdre Quotes & Sayings

What am I then, my God? What is my nature? A life varied, multifaceted and truly immense. — Saint Augustine

We are constantly opposed and yet perpetually preserved! How — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

They couldn't him because he was Tarzan, Mandrake, Flash Gordon. He was Bill Shakespeare. He was Cain, Ulysses, the Flying Dutchman; he was Lot in Sodom, Dreirdre of the Sorrows, Sweeney in the nightingales among trees. He was miracle ingredient Z-247. — Joseph Heller

Cannes is a very strange place. I tried to show up as best I could and to try not to be cynical. — Lili Taylor

The average American child, by age eighteen, is estimated to have seen eighteen thousand murders and two hundred thousand acts of violence on television. The "death play" of popular video games is accelerating these numbers to ever-higher levels. — Richard J. Borden

The ongoing changes in the distribution of global power and mounting global strife make it all the more imperative that America not retreat into an ignorant garrison-state mentality or wallow in self-righteous cultural hedonism — Zbigniew Brzezinski

If I start to become a star, I'll lose contact with the normal guys I play best. — Gene Hackman

State ownership! It leads only to absurd and monstrous conclusions; state ownership means state monopoly, concentrated in the hands of one party and its adherents, and that state brings only ruin and bankruptcy to all. — Benito Mussolini

Passion and courtesy are two polar opposite traits that serve to balance each other into a full-blooded whole.
Without socialization, passion is a crude barbarian, and without passion, the elegant and polite are dead.
Allow both passion and courtesy into your life in equal measure, and be complete. — Vera Nazarian

As mothers, we need to embrace our sexuality in order to set an example for our daughters to value and celebrate the female body and its sexual capabilities — Miya Yamanouchi

A Song of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms - a song of the soil of fields. A song with the smell of sun-dried hay, where the nimble pitchers handle the pitch-fork; A song tasting of new wheat, and of fresh-husk'd maize. — Walt Whitman