Millington Quotes & Sayings

All real estate agents should be put on a decommissioned naval frigate which is then towed out into the deepest part of the Atlantic and sunk. It's rather unfortunate that, in recent years, real estate agents have become comedy betes-noires. Rather like lawyers or used car salesmen. Every time they mention their job they probably get people amusingly making the sign of the cross at them or are subjected to some good-natured, humorous ribbing. This has the effect of distorting what I'm trying to say here, which isn't in the nature of a smiling roll of the eyes and a "Tsk, real estate agents, eh?" but rather "All real estate agents should be put on a decommissioned naval frigate which is then towed out into the deepest part of the Atlantic and sunk. — Mil Millington

My academic career was indifferent to the point of beauty- I was so unremarkable, in every way, that the unvarying precision of my mediocrity achieves a kind of loveliness — Mil Millington

Just think of Emily Bronte, for example: psychotically bookish - but was there ever a woman screaming out so loudly for a good f***ing? I even suspect that's why Wuthering Heights carries on decades too long rather than sensibly drawing the curtains a little after Cathy's death. It was Bronte saying, 'Look - I'm simply going to keep on writing this stuff until someone comes and shags me raw. — Mil Millington

The general knowledge of time on the island depends, curiously enough, on the direction of the wind. — John Millington Synge

Happiness is just a great equalizer. It's like water. You pour happiness liberally and all sorts of great things are going to happen. — June Millington

A translation is no translation, he said, unless it will give you the music of a poem along with the words of it. — John Millington Synge

I knew the stars, the flowers, and the birds, The gray and wintry sides of many glens, And did but half remember human words, In converse with the mountains, moors, and fens. — John Millington Synge

All the rare and royal names
Wormy sheepskin yet retains — John Millington Synge

It gave me a moment of exquisite satisfaction to find myself moving away from civilisation in this rude canvas canoe of a model that has served primitive races since men first went to sea. — John Millington Synge

Mostly, however, we've got it smooth and efficient now. We don't have to think. She says, 'What are you doing?', I peer at her with irritation and expel air, we go on about our business. This morning, though, she came upstairs to the attic here while I was sitting in front of the computer doing some work on the net.

'What are you doing?' she asks.

Trying to concentrate on something, distracted and harassed, I reply with some degree of acerbic aggravation.

'What does it look like I'm doing?'

There's a beat, during which we hold each others eyes, unblinking.

It's immediately after this beat has passed that I realize I'm wearing no trousers. — Mil Millington

Words, particularly in a play, should have the texture of a crisp, autumn apple. — John Millington Synge

It is the timber of poetry that wears most surely, and there is no timber that has not strong roots among the clay and worms. — John Millington Synge

They're cheering a young lad, the champion playboy of the Western World. — John Millington Synge

I don't think I came to music. I think music came to me - or was already embedded when I came into this sphere, this realm, this Earth. — June Millington

A low line of shore was visible at first on the right between the movement of the waves and fog, but when we came further it was lost sight of, and nothing could be seen but the mist curling in the rigging, and a small circle of foam. — John Millington Synge

There was a lot of camaraderie among the bands. I remember a lot of times when I'd be driving up Laurel Canyon and pass by the house where Frank Zappa was living and I'd just see people out on the porch playing guitars. — June Millington

In the middle classes the gifted son of a family is always the poorest
usually a writer or artist with no sense for speculation
and in a family of peasants, where the average comfort is just over penury, the gifted son sinks also, and is soon a tramp on the roadside. — John Millington Synge

Before verse can be human again it must learn to be brutal. — John Millington Synge

A week of sweeping fogs has passed over and given me a strange sense of exile and desolation. I walk round the island nearly every day, yet I can see nothing anywhere but a mass of wet rock, a strip of surf, and then a tumult of waves. — John Millington Synge

You can't have an all-girl band! They'll get pregnant, and they'll never stay together. — June Millington

Every article on these islands has an almost personal character, which gives this simple life, where all art is unknown, something of the artistic beauty of medieval life. — John Millington Synge

In a good play every speech should be as fully flavored as a nut or apple. — John Millington Synge

If you can give people happiness, you're in their hearts. Now you can just start having conversations with people that you would not have had under other circumstances. — June Millington

I rented a summer home in the winter on Long Island, I took long walks, and then I ended up moving to Woodstock. It was a fertile musical area and time, and I played with a lot of different musicians there, including getting into women's music, and I ended up playing with Cris Williamson. — June Millington

In this cry of pain the inner consciousness of the people seems to lay itself bare for an instant, and to reveal the mood of beings who feel their isolation in the face of a universe that wars on them with winds and seas. — John Millington Synge

The annoying thing about time is that it takes time...but no amount of it is enough when you are waiting to be sure. Time alone can tell you what will last. — Mil Millington

The absence of the heavy boot of Europe has preserved to these people the agile walk of the wild animal, while the general simplicity of their lives has given them many other points of physical perfection. — John Millington Synge

She wants to paint the living room yellow. I have not the words. — Mil Millington

No man at all can be living forever and we must be satisfied. — John Millington Synge

What is the price of a thousand horses against a son where there is one son only? — John Millington Synge

I'm a good scholar when it comes to reading but a blotting kind of writer when you give me a pen. — John Millington Synge

There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting. — John Millington Synge

I came from the Philippines and Filipinos are incredibly musical. I mean the best cover bands in the world come from Manila! — June Millington

Foreign languages are another favourite topic, and as these men are bilingual they have a fair notion of what it means to speak and think in many different idioms. — John Millington Synge

Music saved my life. I mean, music is life. It is everything to me. It's why I can meet people - I was so shy as a kid, and when I started to write songs and perform them with my sister in front of the public, people started to talk to me, and that made me feel really good. Everything about it has always been positive. — June Millington

As a man has no right to kill one of his children if it is diseased or insane, so a man who has made the gradual and conscious expression of his personality in literature the aim of his life, has no right to suppress himself any carefully considered work which seemed good enough when it was written. Suppression, if it is deserved, will come rapidly enough from the same causes that suppress the unworthy members of a man's family. — John Millington Synge

Lord, confound this surly sister, blight her brow with blotch and blister, cramp her larynx, lung and liver, in her guts a galling give her. — John Millington Synge

We had to be our own mothers of invention, in many senses of the word. — June Millington

Happiness has a high body count. — Mil Millington

Of the things which nourish the imagination, humour is one of the most needful, and it is dangerous to limit or destroy it. — John Millington Synge

I have this theory that people are actually really hungry for sonic space and understanding words, and I think that people are ready to look back and actually appreciate some of what came before. And then you really do have the entire movement that I'm just going to call feminist, because I am a feminist. I think the education of young girls and women about what came before has started and I think that the knowledge of Fanny is part of that. — June Millington

At first I threw my weight upon my heels, as one does naturally in a boot, and was a good deal bruised, but after a few hours I learned the natural walk of man, and could follow my guide in any portion of the island. — John Millington Synge

A man who is not afraid of the sea will soon be drowned, he said, for he will be going out on a day he shouldn't. But we do be afraid of the sea, and we do only be drownded now and again. — John Millington Synge

The grief of the keen is no personal complaint for the death of one woman over eighty years, but seems to contain the whole passionate rage that lurks somewhere in every native of the island. — John Millington Synge

The drama, like the symphony, does not teach or prove anything. — John Millington Synge

No, no, no, no, no. Sex should not be fun, okay? Sex can be lots of things - thrilling, romantic, scary, mindless, dirty, dangerous, frantic, forbidden, freaky - but if you're finding it 'fun,' you're doing it wrong. — Mil Millington

When I was writing The Shadow of the Glen I got more aid than any learning could have given me from a chink in the floor of the old Wicklow house where I was staying, that let me hear what was being said by the servent girls in the kitchen. — John Millington Synge

Drink a health to the wonders of the western world, the pirates, preachers, poteen-makers, with the jobbing jockies; parching peelers, and the juries fill their stomachs selling judgments of the English law. — John Millington Synge

Zach was sitting in the passenger seat, seemingly calm and happy and content with his place in the world. The git. — Mil Millington