Symphonies Of Words Quotes & Sayings

The customer is usually wrong, but statistics indicate that it doesn't pay to tell him so — Aleister Crowley

This is what I want in heaven ... words to become notes and conversations to be symphonies. — Tina Turner

This Reese's Chevrolet was downright awesome. — Kevin Harvick

With people in high office, the old - you go into the extreme, which is absolute power and absolute power corrupts. — Clint Eastwood

There's no time for conversation dear, moan is all I want to hear. — Big Daddy Kane

To one's enemies: I hate myself more than you ever could. — Alain De Botton

Too many of us view liberty as something that 'just is,' and too few see it as something that 'is' only because someone, somewhere was faced with the formidable reality that to keep liberty meant paying a stiff price. — Craig D. Lounsbrough

If therefore my work is negative, irreligious, atheistic, let it be remembered that atheism - at least in the sense of this work - is the secret of religion itself; that religion itself, not indeed on the surface, but fundamentally, not in intention or according to its own supposition, but in its heart, in its essence, believes in nothing else than the truth and divinity of human nature. — Ludwig Feuerbach

Charlotte Yates didn't especially care for music. All that abstract mooning about. Words, that was what moved people. A good play was worth a thousand symphonies. — Magnus Flyte

I want to pick good projects, I want to work with great directors and try not to put too much pressure on myself and just read things for the story and recognize when I'm drawn to something for the right reasons and try to maintain some sanity. Sanity would be good. I'd like to have a little sanity! — Rachel McAdams

Our caresses, our tender words, our still rapture under the influence of autumn sunsets, or pillared vistas, or calm majestic statues, or Beethoven symphonies, all bring with them the consciousness that they are mere waves and ripples in an unfathomable ocean of love and beauty; our emotion in its keenest moment passes from expression to silence, our love at its highest flood rushes beyond its object, and loses itself in the sense of divine mystery. — George Eliot