Medallists Quotes & Sayings

It is not for the world to judge, but to crown them all alike. Each and all lived out their own being, did their work in their own way, and carried a reluctant, stupid humanity to greater
possibilities and grander heights. — Clarence Darrow

Everybody who reasons carefully about anything is making a contribution ... and if you abstract it away and send it to the Department of Mathematics they put it in books. — Richard P. Feynman

As he took them in his arms, the crying of the babies permeated the night like a trail of blood calling out to a predator. — Carlos Ruiz Zafon

Maybe Hayli was a Moth, but for me she was the candle. I didn't know why. I could never make sense of the way the world tipped sideways when she came into the room, or the way her smile put the sun to shame. She was just Hayli - lost but confident, unsure but dazzling. A wild-eyed girl with the joy of the stars in her veins. — J. Leigh Bralick

There was no echo, no reverberation. If anything the room ate sound. It swallowed her voice, her words, and her eternal, inadequate apology. But not her memories. She would never be rid of those. — Laini Taylor

I was a fashion addict by the time I was 11 years old. I'd wear a miniskirt and patent-leather boots. — Donatella Versace

Now everybody's bloggin'. I heard somebody say, "Blogging is just graffiti with punctuation." Everyone's an authority so there's nobody in power, 'cause everyone thinks they're in power. — Ice-T

About loving, I have little to learn from the young. — May Sarton

The body is a vehicle for the mind, and that vehicle is how you travel through space. — RZA

Think [Schindler's List] was about the Holocaust?... That was about success, wasn't it? The Holocaust is about six million people who get killed. 'Schindler's List' is about 600 who don't. Anything else? — Stanley Kubrick

I have a horror of boring someone or, worse still, of someone boring me. I said to my mother when I was seven, 'But, Mums, if it was only my husband and me in the house together, what would we talk about?' I've never wanted to answer my own question, and doubt I'll bother now. — Celia Imrie