Elsabe Coetzee Quotes & Sayings

Trying to force creativity is never good. — Sarah McLachlan

I did a whole concert in Atlanta with my fly open, and I had a black suit on and a white shirt. My white shirt was protruding from the fly. — Al Green

I used to be a session musician before I was a wrestler. I played bass guitar. I was big pals with Lars Ulrich and he asked me if I wanted to play bass with Metallica in their early days but it didn't work out. — Hulk Hogan

Freedom is a choice, and we have to defend our choices. — Vahid Asghari

Obama was late to affirm the Egyptian revolution as a democratic movement, and even then he was eager to have installed those military leaders who were known for their practices of torture. — Judith Butler

Vice, in its true light, is so deformed, that it shocks us at first sight; and would hardly ever seduce us, if it did not at first wear the mask of some virtue. — Lord Chesterfield

We were pretending, and everybody knew you didn't get hurt pretending. — Jerry Spinelli

When I'm on television, I'm talking to millions of people, so the conversation is totally different. My words are different. My diction is different because now I'm really talking American English and not homeboy English. — Keyshawn Johnson

Truly, one gets easier accustomed to a silken bed than to a sack of leaves. — Berthold Auerbach

At day's first light have in readiness, against disinclination to leave your bed, the thought that "I am rising for the work of man." — Marcus Aurelius

Learning how to live takes a whole life, and, which may surprise you more, it takes a whole life to learn how to die. — Seneca.

I believe it is impossible to make sense of life in this world except through art. — Daniel Pinkwater

You have to realize I like doing big movies that appear on a big screen. So the visuals and the audio have to be of a certain quality before I start to get excited about the thing. — Hans Zimmer

The bad poet is usually unconscious where he ought to be conscious, and conscious where he ought to be unconscious. — T. S. Eliot