Rondney Quotes & Sayings

If an American is motoring on his own, he (the paragon of morality and chastity) will slow down and stop beside every solitary pretty female pedestrian, bare his teeth in a big smile, and tempt her into his car with a wild roll of the eyes. A lady who fails to appreciate his passion will qualify as an idiot who doesn't realise how lucky she is to have the opportunity of getting to know the owner of this 100-horse-power motor car. — Vladimir Mayakovsky

Humankind has no option but to protect and live in harmony with its natural environment. However, it would be regrettable if in putting an end to revolutionary extremism, we should then come to environmental extremism. We should not forget that all extremes are the same. — Mikhail Gorbachev

Piety and morality are but the same spirit differently manifested. Piety is religion with its face toward God; morality is religion with its face toward the world. — Tryon Edwards

Often a single experience will open the young soul to music for a whole lifetime — Zoltan Kodaly

Their creations eventually die of neglect, of malnourishment. And sometimes, when that happens the artist also dies. — Louise Penny

Peer pressure is when you decide to lob a few warheads at this week's Nazi because CNN told you to. — Nick Cole

When you have been often rejected, you become traumatized and develop a kind of apathy and nonchalance to being accepted. — Emmanuel Olawale

I seek a form of language which will express my ideas for our time. — Arshile Gorky

It's like climbing a staircase. I'm on the top of the staircase, I look behind me and I see the steps. That's where I was. — Jeanne Moreau

As if the world had become a giant train station in which everything was delayed until further notice. — Ann Patchett

And I too, felt ready to start life all over again. It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope, and, gazing up at the dark sky spangled with its signs and stars, for the first time, the first, I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe. — Albert Camus

The clurichaun wasn't going to be winning any beauty contests. Not only was he short - four feet at best - but he was rather squat. Not brawny, but of a sturdy build with shorter-than-average legs and overly long arms. His face, which could best be described as having been sculpted by a young child, didn't improve upon his unusual proportions. His nose was bulbous and lumpy, his ears stuck out from his head, and his short hair shot out from his head in uneven spikes. His clothes were another matter entirely. The stained and ripped jeans were held up by a twine belt, and the faded plaid shirt was half-untucked, missing buttons, and one arm was holding on to the body of the shirt by a thread. "Oh, — N.E. Conneely

My friend Anderson Cooper is the scion of one of America's great shipping and railroad families, the Vanderbilts. — Kathy Griffin