P. J. Bailey Quotes

There are two essential epochs in any enterprise - to begin, and to get done.

No beast has ever overcome the earth; and the natural world has never been conquered by muscular force.

A garden is half made when it is well planned.

Great thoughts in crude, unshapely verse set forth lose half their preciousness, and ever must, unless the diamond with its own rich dust be cut and polished, it seems little worth.

He is a fool who is not for love and beauty. I speak unto the young, for I am of them and always shall be.

We are battling fanatics who kidnap and behead civilians and shoot fleeing children in the back. There can be no dialogue with such people, and the American people understand this.

Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.

The traditional role of the Senate has been to be the adult in the room.

When it comes to dividing Americans on the basis of their gender, I know a little something about the subject.

We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial.

Obey thy genius, for a minister it is unto the throne of fate. Draw to thy soul, and centralize the rays which are around of the Divinity.

One of the embarrassing facts from social psychology is that most stereotypes are true, in the only sense that stereotypes are ever true: on average.

I love the return of sweetness and lace. Ladylike dressing is back and it's beautiful.

To me, I always listen to what my instincts tell me. The biggest mistakes I've ever made is when I've ignored what I know to be true in my heart.

Having the experience of senior guys around you just makes things easier as they all contribute ideas and set the standards for the group.

Do you know what the three most exciting sounds in the world are? Anchor chains, airplane motors and train whistles.

The heart is its own Fate.

We knew it would rain, for the poplars showed The white of their leaves, the amber grain Shrunk in the wind,-and the lightning now Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain.

A person in the business of defending criminal cases is going to live in controversy all of his or her life.

Turn on its noiseless hinges, delicate sleep!

The ocean moans over dead men's bones.

Nature means Necessity.

I run the gauntlet of a file of doubts, Each one of which down hurls me to the ground.

The truth is perilous never to the true, Nor knowledge to the wise; and to the fool, And to the false, error and truth alike, Error is worse than ignorance.

I want to give as many Canadians the opportunity to be successful and if we can use their athletic gifts to get them a free degree or a free diploma across the border then I guess I'm doing my job.

In fact its quite gratifying for me to see some of the people who really objected to this method of working now being quite so profligate in their use of it.

I cannot be content with less than heaven.

I have always been attracted to the cottage industry side of this business.

Solo concerts are murder, I find; I don't like doing them.

Blest is he whose heart is the home of the great dead and their great thoughts.

Hebe's here, May is here! The air is fresh and sunny; And the miser-bees are busy Hoarding golden honey.

See the sun! God's crest upon His azure shield, the Heavens.

Free improvisation, in addition to being a highly skilled musical craft, is open to use by almost anyone - beginners, children, and non-musicians.

America, thou half-brother of the world; with something good and bad of every land.

Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.

And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.

I always go for simplicity.

For as nightingales do upon glow-worms feed, So poets live upon the living light.

Girls are more attractive to me than dresses.

O Liberty...! is it well To leave the gates unguarded?

Decoration Day is the most beautiful of our national holidays.... The grim cannon have turned into palm branches, and the shell and shrapnel into peach blossoms.

When night hath set her silver lamp high, Then is the time for study.

The course of Nature seems a course of Death, And nothingness the whole substantial thing.

See the gold sunshine patching, And streaming and streaking across The gray-green oaks; and catching, By its soft brown beard, the moss.

Gracious to all, to none subservient, Without offense he spoke the word he meant

Could I love less, I should be happier now.

I cannot love as I have loved, And yet I know not why; It is the one great woe of life To feel all feeling die.

Love spends his all, and still hath store.

Yes. Yes, when we live our life like 1950s detective films. I often go to my fridge, "Hullo, we're out of milk. I say mother, where's the milk?"

American rock has a sort of self-pitying whine to it.