Duguid Obituary Quotes & Sayings

Oh, Black known and unknown poets, how often have your auctioned pains sustained us? Who will compute the lonely nights made less lonely by your songs, or by the empty pots made less tragic by your tales?
If we were a people much given to revealing secrets, we might raise monuments and sacrifice to the memories of our poets, but slavery cured us of that weakness. — Maya Angelou

I like to write music for fun. That's my hustle, my grind, my means of stayin' alive, and it's also my recreation, too. — Rick Ross

Wisdom cannot be directly transmitted, and does not readily accumulate through the ages. — Edwin Powell Hubble

I think there are two types of photographers, those who want to document the world and those who want to create their own world. I am more interested in documenting the world and presenting it to people with the question attached, 'Does this make any sense to you?' — Moby

Nathaniel Rich wrote 'Odds Against Tomorrow' well before Hurricane Sandy and its surge crashed onto the isle of Manhattan, well before the streets were flooded and the subways drowned, only the Goldman Sachs building sparkling above the darkened avenues. — Cathleen Schine

Hanging on in Quiet Desperation is the English Way — Roger Waters

The thing about getting older is that you don't need everything to be possible any more, you just need things to be certain. — Monica Ali

Whether you sniff it smoke it eat it or shove it up your ass the result is the same: addiction. — William S. Burroughs

So I want to let women of all sizes out there know, you can do whatever you put your mind to. It doesn't matter what size you are, what color you are, you can do whatever, whatever, whatever you put your mind to! — Amber Riley

His lips crashed against hers. If there had been air in her lungs, she wouldn't have known what to do with it. He kissed her fiercely, making her head spin wilder than a whirlpool, knocking every last puff of breath from her body. — Ophelia London

A short story is a messenger from beyond mere thought, that wanders the Earth knocking on doors, praying for a soul that will let it in. — Richard Small

Slavery didn't end when Lincoln issued the Emancipation Proclamation. Slavery still happens. Right now, today, this very second, there's someone in chains, locked away until the next time someone pays to have involuntary sex with them. They're drugged, starving, naked, and alone. No one is going to rescue them. This event, as incredible as it is, as many people are here donating their time and their money and their talent, isn't even a drop in the bucket. It doesn't even begin to touch the problem. But it's a start. — Jack Wilder