Humood Be Curious Lyrics Quotes & Sayings

It's hard being gay in Edwardian times. — Rob James-Collier

See, Brutus, for me, it's not good enough to just guess as to whether there's a heaven or how to get there. I'm not going to take Julian's word for it, or Aaron's word for it, or anyone else's word for it. I'm going to find out for myself whether I believe there's a heaven or not, and then I'm going to spend the rest of my life doing everything I possibly can to get there. We don't get that long on earth, and heaven is forever, so if there's anything I can do, anything at all, even if it takes my entire life, then it's worth it, Elena said. — Brad Francis

If you believe in a thing it doesn't matter whether it exists or not — L.M. Montgomery

Before games are played in common, no rules in the proper sense can come into existence. Regularities and ritualized schemas are already there, but these rites, being the work of the individual, cannot call forth that submission to something superior to the self which characterizes the appearance of any rule. — Jean Piaget

But the bequest is involved in legal disputes, and pending them the work has stopped; so that like many other great undertakings in America, even this is rather going to be done one of these days, than doing now. — Charles Dickens

No one cared what St. Louis thought, although the city got a wink for pluck. — Erik Larson

Overseas directors who want to work in Hollywood, the language barrier is not a problem. With the right talent, any director can be successful. — Kim Jee-woon

Paris was a universe whole and entire unto herself, hollowed and fashioned by history; so she seemed in this age of Napoleon III with her towering buildings, her massive cathedrals, her grand boulevards and ancient winding medieval streets
as vast and indestructible as nature itself. All was embraced by her, by her volatile and enchanted populace thronging the galleries, the theaters, the cafes, giving birth over and over to genius and sanctity, philosophy and war, frivolity and the finest art; so it seemed that if all the world outside her were to sink into darkness, what was fine, what was beautiful, what was essential might there still come to its finest flower. Even the majestic trees that graced and sheltered her streets were attuned to her
and the waters of the Seine, contained and beautiful as they wound through her heart; so that the earth on that spot, so shaped by blood and consciousness, had ceased to be the earth and had become Paris. — Anne Rice

If we were able to live at the level of the soul all the time, there would be no need for hindsight to appreciate the great truths of life. — Deepak Chopra