Tintagel Bax Quotes & Sayings

Music doth extenuate fears furies appeaseth cruelty abateth heaviness and to such as are wakeful it causeth quiet rest; it cures all irksomeness and heaviness of soul. — Cassiodorus

I know that philosophically a murderer is not responsible for his crime, but I prefer not to take tea with him. — Albert Einstein

If you want to give the devil a nervous breakdown, just get up every day and see how much good you can do. — Joyce Meyer

Oh I don't need an education Just a microphone's intoxication And I can't deal with concentration Give me tongues and stimulation — Katy Rose

We were contented to let things remain as the Great Spirit Chief made them. They were not; and would change the rivers and mountains if they did not suit them. — Chief Joseph

Two people can sleep in the same bed and still be alone when they close their eyes — Haruki Murakami

It's not like what I do or what I wear is my copyright. What I'm wearing now also is an inspiration. It is how I saw it on the mannequin, and I just wore it, so it's in a way copied. But obviously, I wouldn't want to spend my life thinking about dresses. It is such a waste of life. — Kangana Ranaut

Hypotheses should be subservient only in explaining the properties of things but not assumed in determining them, unless so far as they may furnish experiments. — Isaac Newton

I love Broadway shows. — Mike Birbiglia

Why are the photographs of him as a little boy so incredibly hard to look at? Something is over. Now instead of those shiny moments being things we can share together in delighted memories, I, the survivor, have to bear them alone. So it is with all the memories of him. They all lead into blackness. All I can do is remember him, I cannot experience him. Nothing new can happen between us. — Nicholas Wolterstorff

For the most part, there's so much of me in my characters. — Rashida Jones

My parents, Mary Agnes Smith and Rowland Smith, both had to work since their early teens, she in the holiday boarding house of her mother and he in his father's market garden in Marton Moss, a village on the south side of Blackpool, just north of Saint Anne's-on-Sea. — Michael Smith