Oliver $ Quotes
Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of the same bright white flame.
True genius walks along a line, and, perhaps, our greatest pleasure is in seeing it so often near falling, without being ever actually down.
Books are necessary to correct the vices of the polite; but those vices are ever changing, and the antidote should be changed accordingly should still be new.
It's a good thing to be rich and a good thing to be strong, but it is a better thing to be beloved of many friends.
With television, the image has been degenerated, no question. With the internet, commercials... people are much too cynical about image. It's stale. And all over the world, not just America.
People are like ants: Just a few of them give all the orders. And most of them spend their lives getting squashed.
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I can't face losin' ya, Riley. Yer all I got left in this world.” That brutal honesty again. He'd peeled away more armor, and this time he'd exposed his heart.
I am always looking for some clue, some easily missed sign that might just be the missing piece in the puzzle.
She knew what he had in mind. He'll propose in Scotland on my birthday. There was no doubt as to what her answer would be.
Whatever be the motives which induce men to write,--whether avarice or fame,--the country becomes more wise and happy in which they most serve for instructors.
Men, like peaches and pears, grow sweet a little while before they begin to decay.
It is security that I crave and money provides security. What is that old line about money? "Some is good, more is better and too much is just right."
Deep-seated preferences cannot be argued about - you cannot argue a man into liking a glass of beer.
My wife has always supported me in my career, even when there were times when it was more sensible to get a job. It has been her confidence in me that has helped enormously.
Blood is a destiny. One's genius descends in the stream from long lines of ancestry.
Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray.
I have often seen quite demented patients recognize and respond vividly to paintings and delight in the act of painting at a time when they are scarcely responsive, disoriented, and out of it.
Research and writing are lonely occupations. It is easy to become discouraged in solitary confinement.
In my opinion, economists and sociologists are the people to whom we ought to turn more than we do for instruction in the grounds and foundations of all rational decisions.
Why would any sensible human being put meat filled with ammonia in the mouths of their children?
The poem in which the reader does not feel himself or herself a participant is a lecture, listened to from an uncomfortable chair, in a stuffy room, inside a building.
The joy of life is to put out one's power in some natural and useful or harmless way. There is no other. And the real misery is not to do this.
Time and space recede and blast away like a universe expanding forever outward, and leaving only darkness and the two of us on its periphery, darkness and breathing and touch.
When loneliness comes stalking, go into the fields, consider the orderliness of the world.
My general rule is that if everyone knew how to cook fresh produce from their local area, and Monday to Thursday within 20 minutes, you know, there's millions of recipes out there to be had.
No politician has ever yet been able to rule his country, nor has any country ever yet been able to face the world, upon the principles of the Sermon on the Mount.
Criticized for using formal mathematical manipulations, without understanding how they worked: Should I refuse a good dinner simply because I do not understand the process of digestion?
Children, behold the Chimpanzee: He sits on the ancestral tree From which we sprang in ages gone.
If wine tells truth - and so have said the wise, It makes me laugh to think how brandy lies!
I wonder if this is how people always get close: They heal each other's wounds; they repair the broken skin.
With words, I could build a world I could live in. I had a very dysfunctional family, and a very hard childhood. So I made a world out of words. And it was my salvation.
Po flickered. "Thank you?" it repeated. "What is that?" Liesl thought. "It means, You were wonderful," she said. "It means, I couldn't have done it without you.
