Quotes to inspire and reflect

Lord Finchley tried to mend the Electric Light

Oh! let us never, never doubt

Whatever happens we have got

Here richly, with ridiculous display,

For every time She shouted ‘Fire!’

Matilda told such Dreadful Lies,

Physicians of the Utmost Fame

And always keep a-hold of Nurse

The immortal god of harmony.

I shoot the Hippopotamus With bullets made of platinum, Because if I use leaden ones His hide is sure to flatten ‘em.

The dullard’s envy of brilliant men is always assuaged by the suspicion that they will come to a bad end.

Muss es sein? Es muss sein.

Even death is unreliable: instead of zero it may be some ghastly hallucination, such as the square root of minus one.

The fading signals and grey eternal walls of that antique station, which, familiar to them and insignificant, does yet whisper to the tourist the last enchantments of the Middle Age.

Habit is a great deadener.

Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again.

They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.

VLADIMIR : That passed the time.

ESTRAGON : Charming spot. Inspiring prospects. Let’s go.

Nothing happens, nobody comes, nobody goes, it’s awful!

One of the thieves was saved. (Pause) It’s a reasonable percentage.

Nothing to be done.

You must go on, I can’t go on, I’ll go on.

To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.

Perhaps my best years are gone … but I wouldn’t want them back. Not with the fire that’s in me now.

Those have most power to hurt us that we love.

Because you are a great lord, you believe yourself to be a great genius! … You took the trouble to be born, but no more.

Drinking when we are not thirsty and making love all year round, madam; that is all there is to distinguish us from other animals.

Nature is a temple, where, from living pillars, confused words are sometimes allowed to escape; here man passes, through forests of symbols, which watch him with looks of recognition.

I hurry to laugh at everything, for fear of having to weep at it.

Days and months are travellers of eternity.

Under the cherry—

Early autumn—

Rainy days—

I think that cars today are almost the exact equivalent of the great Gothic cathedrals: I mean the supreme creation of an era, conceived with passion by unknown artists, and consumed in image if not in usage by a whole population which appropriates them as a purely magical object.

What the public wants is the image of passion, not passion itself.

I’m as pure as the driven slush.

I read Shakespeare and the Bible and I can shoot dice. That’s what I call a liberal education.

Cocaine habit-forming? Of course not. I ought to know. I’ve been using it for years.

Man is neither good nor bad; he is born with instincts and abilities.

Money, it turned out, was exactly like sex, you thought of nothing else if you didn’t have it and thought of other things if you did.

If they take you in the morning, they will be coming for us that night.

Freedom is not something that anybody can be given; freedom is something people take and people are as free as they want to be.

Anyone who has ever struggled with poverty knows how extremely expensive it is to be poor.

What then remains, but that we still should cry,

Children have never been very good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them. They must, they have no other models.

Anger makes dull men witty, but it keeps them poor.

Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper.