Ungothed Quotes & Sayings

When all moves equally (says Pascal), nothing seems to move as in a vessel under sail; and when all run by common consent into vice, none appear to do so. He that stops first, views as from a fixed point the horrible extravagance that transports the rest. — Charles Caleb Colton

The word 'star' doesn't mean an awful lot to me. 'Good actor' and having the respect of one's peers means more. — Pierce Brosnan

We must convince each generation that they are transient passengers on this planet earth. It does not belong to them. They are not free to doom generations yet unborn. They are not at liberty to erase humanity's past nor dim its future. — Bernard Lown

Evangelicals catapulted George W. Bush back to the White House. — Al Sharpton

I just like to do different parts. — Ally Walker

I've got such a disgusting, wide, smug grin on my face all the time that my friends just want to slap me. I've never been so happy. — Holly Valance

The more money you give to people the better; and the less advice. — John Cowper Powys

Do not give alms promiscuously. Select the unworthy poor and make them happy. To give to the deserving is a duty, but to help the improvident, drinking class is clear generosity, so that the donor has a right to be warmed by a selfish pride and count on a most flattering obituary. — George Ade

It must be the Brit in me, because I like animals. — Clint Eastwood

I'm a Christian by choice. — Barack Obama

I saw the eggs Maria dyed. They were all sorts of colours. There were red ones, but blue and green ones also. How peculiar! Since Easter eggs are to remind us of Christ's blood, how come they can be blue an green? [...] They must be out of their minds in Athens. — Eugenia Fakinou

I don't think much of a dance step where the girl looks like she was being carried out of a burning building. — Frank Hubbard

The writer of this legend then records
Its ghostly application in these words:
The image is the Adversary old,
Whose beckoning finger points to realms of gold;
Our lusts and passions are the downward stair
That leads the soul from a diviner air;
The archer, Death; the flaming jewel, Life;
Terrestrial goods, the goblet and the knife;
The knights and ladies all whose flesh and bone
By avarice have been hardened into stone;
The clerk, the scholar whom the love of pelf
Tempts from his books and from his nobler self.
The scholar and the world! The endless strife,
The discord in the harmonies of life!
The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,
And all the sweet serenity of books;
The market-place, the eager love of gain,
Whose aim is vanity, and whose end is pain! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Hey," Shane said from the other side of the bars. "Trade you cigarettes for a chocolate bar."
Funny," Eve said. She was almost back to her old unGothed self again, though there were still red splotches on her cheeks and around her eyes. "How come you're always behind bars, troublemaker?"
Look who's talking. I didn't try to outrun the cops in a hearse."
That hearse had horsepower." Eve got that moony look in her eyes again. "I love that hearse. — Rachel Caine

The songs I was writing still had lyrics or sentiments that didn't match what I was feeling. It was old, negative energy coming out of me still, but it needed to all get out so I could trash those songs and put them in the bin. And then I was able to let the new songs out. — Damien Rice