Tanguy Painter Quotes & Sayings

If we want to find happiness, let's stop thinking about gratitude or ingratitude and give for the inner joy of giving. — Dale Carnegie

How can I wear the harness of toil
And sweat at the daily round,
While in my soul forever
The drums of Pictdom sound? — Robert E. Howard

Night, some of the SS men wanted to see the dome of the — Daniel Silva

Was I sorry that I chose to come by hand cart? No. Neither then nor any minute of my life since. The price we paid to become acquainted with God was a privilege to pay and I am thankful that I was privileged to come in the Martin Hand Cart Company. — Francis Webster

My life is very busy with a lot of things, and so I don't get uninterrupted time. When I do, I can just write all day. — Ru Freeman

Growling in my ear he said, "Hold on to me. It's going to be a rough ride. — Michelle Dare

Fourth Doctor: You know, the very powerful and the very stupid have one thing in common: they don't alter their views to fit the facts; they alter the facts to fit their views. — Chris Boucher

If he could sleep on it. He would make his bed with white sheets And disappear into the white, Like a man diving, If he could be certain That the light Would not keep him awake, The light that reaches To the bottom. — Donald Justice

The best thing about conceptual poetry is that it doesn't need to be read. You don't have to read it. As a matter of fact, you can write books, and you don't even have to read them. My books, for example, are unreadable. All you need to know is the concept behind them. Here's every word I spoke for a week. Here's a year's worth of weather reports ... and without ever having to read these things, you understand them. — Kenneth Goldsmith

Isa let her sewing drop. The great hooded chairs had become enormous. And Giles too. And Isa too against the window. The window was all sky without colour. The house had lost its shelter. It was night before roads were made, or houses. It was the night that dwellers in caves had watched from some high place among rocks.
Then the curtain rose. They spoke. — Virginia Woolf

I've always had a close connection to both rock and classical music. — Catherine Asaro