Windmilling Urban Quotes & Sayings

Ah well, 'tis the way of the world
births and deaths, births and deaths. — Leonid Andreyev

Man's fatal flaw is misplaced optimism. — Allan Wolf

It's fine to talk about politics with people you agree with. But it is rude to argue about politics with people you disagree with. Political discourse becomes isolated, and isolated discourse becomes more extreme. — Lawrence Lessig

Communism was not defeated by any one individual or even a combination of individuals. In the last resort communism defeated itself. — Michael Dobbs

But that is like saying that the hole in the sand looks like the stick that you made the hole in the sand with. Holes in the sand and sticks are worlds apart. To put what happened into language would be like trying to describe a stick by telling you about the hole in the sand. — Werner Erhard

This mournful truth is everywhere confessed, slow rises worth by poverty depressed. — Samuel Johnson

The war had remade her. Reshaped her purpose. Why couldn't she unmake it again? — Kameron Hurley

I didn't realize that diets don't work, and I did not want to diet. I didn't want to do anything that required dieting. — Octavia Spencer

You only get one shot in your life and you might as well push yourself and try things. There's so many interesting aspects of making a movie; the costume department, the set design, the casting itself, the locations. It's a great, great thing to be involved in if you have the headspace for it, and I do. Try anything once. — Jason Statham

Sometimes to take two steps in a row, one after the other, I need to make a contract with myself. — Erri De Luca

Publicity is absolutely critical. A good PR story is infinitely more effective than a front page ad. — Richard Branson

He was sceptical about the value of almost all work, save for the pleasure it gives the worker,' reported Virginia Woolf. 'He works only because he likes it. — Richard Davenport-Hines

Red", I write "is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color of shame. Crimson cheeks and spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins. A burning desire to return to white. — Mary Hogan