Quotes to inspire and reflect

Meine Ruh’ ist hin,

Just trust yourself and you’ll learn the art of living.

All theory, dear friend, is grey, but the golden tree of actual life springs ever green.

Deny yourself! You must deny yourself!

Man will err while yet he strives.

GEORGES FRANJU : Movies should have a beginning, a middle and an end.

Photography is truth. The cinema is truth 24 times per second.

What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes!—and you, Garcia Lorca what were you doing down by the watermelons?

What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt

What if someone gave a war & Nobody came?

This particularly rapid, unintelligible patter

She may very well pass for forty-three

When constabulary duty’s to be done,

Man is Nature’s sole mistake!

It is, it is a glorious thing

I’m very good at integral and differential calculus,

For he himself has said it,

For he might have been a Roosian,

Stick close to your desks and never go to sea,

I always voted at my party’s call,

If you walk down Piccadilly with a poppy or a lily in your medieval hand.

And so do his sisters, and his cousins and his aunts!

If you’re anxious for to shine in the high

The meaning doesn’t matter if it’s only idle chatter of a transcendental kind.

On a tree by a river a little tom-tit

There’s a fascination frantic

The flowers that bloom in the spring,

Merely corroborative detail, intended to give artistic verisimilitude to an otherwise bald and unconvincing narrative.

My object all sublime

Something lingering, with boiling oil in it, I fancy.

Here’s a how-de-doo!

Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock,

Three little maids from school are we.

Modified rapture!

I can trace my ancestry back to a protoplasmal primordial atomic globule. Consequently, my family pride is something in-conceivable. I can’t help it. I was born sneering.

The idiot who praises, with enthusiastic tone,

The House of Peers, throughout the war,

A wandering minstrel I—

The Law is the true embodiment

I often think it’s comical

Of that there is no manner of doubt—

When every one is somebodee,

An exaggeration is a truth that has lost its temper.

Hugo—alas!

You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.

Work is love made visible.

Your children are not your children.

Are you a politician who says to himself: ‘I will use my country for my own benefit’? … Or are you a devoted patriot, who whispers in the ear of his inner self: ‘I love to serve my country as a faithful servant.’