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There is no greater pleasure for me than to practice and exhibit my art. — Ludwig Van Beethoven
Prince Charles's concern for the underprivileged and disadvantaged has not exactly endeared him to the Conservative Central Office. As Norman Tebbit replied, it is not surprising that the Prince is so sympathetic towards the unemployed: he is by way of being one of them himself. — David Cannadine
There is no better investment of time and money than in the life of a child. They are the future ... — Alma Powell
McChrystal never should have been hired for this job given the outrageous cover-up he participated in after the friendly fire death of Pat Tillman. He was lucky to keep the job after his 'Seven Days in May' stunt in London last year when he openly lobbied and undercut the president on the surge.
But with the latest sassing, and the continued Sisyphean nature of the surge he urged, McChrystal should offer his resignation. He should try subordination for a change. — Maureen Dowd
To be truly happy - a man must have sources of gladness which are not dependent on anything in this world. - J. C. Ryle — Randy Alcorn
I was really lucky. My gal pal was my mom. — Ana Ortiz
The knife of historical relativism ... which has cut to pieces all metaphysics and religion must also bring about healing. — Wilhelm Dilthey
Important? It's essential," I said. "I'm always at least ten minutes early. — Richelle Mead
She kissed her way into society. I don't like her. But don't misunderstand me: my dislike is purely platonic. — Herbert Beerbohm Tree
We start home, his hand on my leg again and my hand over his. We are quiet, but this time it's the dark blue kind, the midnight kind, the sink-in-until-you-lose-yourself kind. And some where in the deep blue silence, I can taste the sweetness of mint chocolate, and feel the gentle tug of fingers in my hair, and hear the quiet thud of my own heart. — Brad Barkley
You love my art?"
Adam laughed. "Jesus, I tell you I love you and you're more interested with the fact that I love your fucking art? Yeah, Miles, I love your art. I love your smelly paints and weird concoctions and the way you run your hands throught your hair so it stands on end. I love your crazy-ass bird. I love the way you completely lose yourself so deeply in what you're doing that an atom bomb could go off next door and you wouldn't even notice. I love how you look when we've just made love, and I love when you're all pissy and cranky and yelling. I love this cottage and this resort and I love this room and I love your room. I love you." He took a deep breath and forced himself to meet Mile's eyes. "I love you. Do you ... can you ... "
"Moron," Miles said with a grin. He took Adam's hand and dragged him to Miles' own room.
There had to be six-no-eight-no, eleven portraits of Adam hanging on the walls of Miles' bedroom. — Rowan Speedwell
One should never criticize his own work except in a fresh and hopeful mood. The self-criticism of a tired mind is suicide. — Charles Horton Cooley
