Quotes & Sayings About Qualitative Research Methods

I come from a military family. — Brittany Murphy

Aside from my son, no person has ever shown for me the gentle concern I knew from Governor Adlai Stevenson. — Mercedes McCambridge

And then, beyond some miracle that I'll never understand, I got to keep you — S.C. Stephens

The only offer/threat that had perked her momentary interest was when he'd shouted that he was going to toop her 'til her bonny legs fell off. — Karen Marie Moning

I would totally lose myself in the music and be a gypsy. I would go wherever I wanted to in my head - wherever the music took me. My body followed. — Elizabeth Taylor

The biggest mistake made by emerging speakers is that they discount their own experience. — Darren LaCroix

I cannot listen to Beethoven or Mahler or Chopin or Bach when I write because those composers require you stop what you are doing and listen. — Antonio Damasio

When the truth get's buried deep beneath a thousand years of sleep, time demands a turnaround.. And once again the truth is found. — George Harrison

The Arts are man's most useless ... and essential ... activity. — Eugene Ionesco

I don't even know what I'm writing, I have no idea, I don't know anything, and I'm not reading over it, and I'm not correcting my style, and I'm writing just for the sake of writing, just for the sake of writing more to you ... My precious, my darling, my dearest! — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

No, our greatness does not come from our government. — Sonny Perdue

Maybe that's what growing up means, in the end - you go far enough in the direction of - somewhere - and you realise that you've neutered the capacity of the term home to mean anything. [ ... ] We don't get an endless number of orbits away from the place where meaning first arises, that treasure-house of first experiences. What we learn, instead, is that our adventures secure us in our isolation. Experience revokes our licence to return to simpler times. Sooner or later, there's no place remotely like home. — Gregory Maguire

This body is a tent which for a space Does the pure soul with kingly presence grace; When he departs, comes the tent-pitcher, Death, Strikes it, and moves to a new halting-place. — Omar Khayyam