Woodys Crab House Quotes & Sayings

Give me life
Give me pain
Give me myself again. — Tori Amos

I'm not playing for other musicians. We're trying to reach the guy who works all day and wants to spend a buck at night. We'll keep him happy. — Nat King Cole

I'm a learning machine and this is the place to learn. — Carmine Gallo

In my collection, to me at least, the theatre of the past lives again and those long-dead playwrights and actors have in me an enthralled audience of one, and I applaud them across the centuries. — Robertson Davies

Roth Unbound is filled with intelligent readings and smart judgments. Because of the author's sympathy and sharp mind, it offers real insight into the creative process itself, and into Philip Roth's high calling as a great American artist. The book is, in some ways, a radical rereading of Roth's life and his work. It is impossible, by the end, not to feel a tender admiration for Roth as a novelist and indeed for Claudia Roth Pierpont as an empathetic and brilliant critic. — Colm Toibin

This history must sometimes see with Little Dorrit's eyes, and shall begin that course by seeing him. — Charles Dickens

A frustration I have is that a lot of people increasingly seem to equate an advertising business model with somehow being out of alignment with your customers. I think it's the most ridiculous concept. — Mark Zuckerberg

And we must beg Homer and the other poets not to be angry if we strike out these and similar passages, not because they are unpoetical, or unattractive to the popular ear, but because the greater the poetical charm in them, the less are they meet for the ears of boys and men who are meant to be free, and who should fear slavery more than death. — Plato

I will try to account for the degree of my aesthetic emotion. That, I conceive, is the function of the critic. — Clive Bell

All we do is to look after the opinions and learning of others: we ought to make them our own. — Michel De Montaigne

You are not just shackled to your life while living it, you continue to be stuck with it after you're gone. Or, — Philip Roth

She looked at Rose sitting between Jasper and Prue. How odd that one's child should do that! How odd to see them sitting there, in a row, her children, Jasper, Rose, Prue, Andrew, almost silent, but with some joke of their own going on, she guessed, from the twitching at their lips. It was something quite apart from everything else, something they were hoarding up to laugh over in their own room ... There was all that hoarded behind those rather set, still, mask like faces, for they did not join in easily; they were like watchers, surveyors, a little raised or set apart from the grown-up people. — Virginia Woolf

The man who is too set to change is dead already. The funeral is a mere detail. — Henry Ford