Rnb Mix Quotes & Sayings

The people who go the craziest when they hear the name 'Hemingway' are my English teachers! — Dree Hemingway

The more specific the interpretation suggested by a picture, the less happy I am with it. — Philip-Lorca DiCorcia

All men who have turned out worth anything have had the chief hand in their own education. — Walter Scott

An artist is a person who has invented an artist. — Harold Rosenberg

When a girl tries to lead, she is often labeled bossy. Boys are seldom called bossy because a boy taking the role of a boss does not surprise or offend. — Sheryl Sandberg

There is no pleasure more complex than that of thought and we surrendered ourselves to it. — Jorge Luis Borges

Strange indeed would it be if all the space around us be empty, mere waste void, and the inhabitants of Earth the only forms in which intelligence could clothe itself. — Annie Besant

The Sick Rose O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy. — William Blake

If we look at the happiest, most successful people and companies, they're those that have a positive attitude about continuously improving. It's growth. It's something new. It's an adventure. — Laurie Sudbrink

In death a hero, as in life a friend! — Alexander Pope

Celebrate the best in people. Find the light that shines not on us, but within us, when we trust enough to let it out. — Dewitt Jones

Hiccup followed him carefully ... and fell over again.
"BRAVO!" clapped Alvin, to Hiccup's surprise.
"But I fell over again" said Hiccup.
"But with such STYLE," said Alvin. "You can't teach that, it's in the blood. — Cressida Cowell

A jealous man is very quick in his application: he knows how to find a double edge in an invective, and to draw a satire on himself out of a panegyrick on another. — Joseph Addison

Those who stay where they are will endure. — Laozi

The dead boy in his arms hung with his head back and those partly opened eyes beheld nothing at all out of that passing landscape of street or wall or paling sky or the figures of the children who stood blessing themselves in the gray light. This man and his burden passed on forever out of that nameless crossroads and the women stepped once more into the street and the children followed and all continued on to their appointed places which as some believe were chosen long ago even to the beginning of the world. — Cormac McCarthy