Maugham Lambeth Quotes & Sayings

I'm just an innocent racist who likes to flirt with young adult women And I meet emotionally retarded misfits who are kinky about infants' feet, scheming psychopaths, suicidal emos, brain dead skinheads and mestizos posing as white supremacists. — Greg Deane

There are some despotic governments so filled with a feeling of insecurity that they regard the free life of culture as a threat to their existence ... On the other extreme is the kind of popular government which is so distrustful of all forms of distinction that it sees even in the cultivated individual a menace to its existence. Such states are likely to maintain a pressure which discourages cultural endeavor, although the pressure may be exerted through social channels. — Richard M. Weaver

We see the people that have got stars in their eyes, but if you've really got what it takes, you can get from, say the beginnings, to the top in about five years. — Trisha Goddard

You all sound like a bunch of ducks! What? What? What? What? Shut up while I'm talking! — The Miz

You've worked too hard to let an opportunity like this slip through your fingers - read the script. — Maggie Marr

Worrying and Stressing is useless simply because whatever GOD has for you is for you. Let GOD happen. — Sabrina Newby

Things can happen when you least expect them so you always gotta be prepared. And pay attention to the details. The devil is in the details. — Lesley Kagen

I promised myself that if you came home I wouldn't be afraid to tell you how I felt. But I'm still afraid. Because I can't make you love me back. — Amy Harmon

I hate this argument that says little Britain or something outside, or Britain is part of a wider Europe. We can both be within our trading relationships within Europe but we can also be a fantastic global trader. — Iain Duncan Smith

Bose was slightly less happy about the presence of Conrad Taylor, the celebrated anthropologist, who had made his reputation by uniquely combining scholarship and eroticism in his study of puberty rites in late-twentieth-century Beverly Hills. — Arthur C. Clarke