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Harold Pinter
When the storm is over and night falls and the moon is out in all its glory and all you're left with is the rhythm of the sea, of the waves, you know what God intended for the human race, you know what paradise is.
09/01/2008
Virginia Woolfe
A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.
09/01/2008
Alfred Lord Tennyson
All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
09/01/2008
Beartrix Potter
Most people, after one success, are so cringingly afraid of doing less well that they rub all the edge off their subsequent work.
09/01/2008
Jane Austen
To sit in the shade on a fine day, and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.
09/01/2008
Charles Dickens
A person who can't pay gets another person who can't pay to guarantee that he can pay. Like a person with two wooden legs getting another person with two wooden legs to guarantee that he has got two natural legs. It don't make either of them able to do a walking-match.
09/01/2008
Winston Churchill
A politician needs the ability to foretell what is going to happen tomorrow, next week, next month, and next year. And to have the ability afterwards to explain why it didn't happen.
09/01/2008
Lewis Carroll
'But I don't want to go among mad people,' said Alice. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the cat. 'We're all mad here.'
09/01/2008
Agatha Christie
An archaeologist is the best husband any woman can have; the older she gets, the more interested he is in her.
09/01/2008
C.S Lewis
Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives.
09/01/2008
J.R.R Tolkien
I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence.
09/01/2008
George Orwell
Parsons was Winston's fellow employee at the Ministry of Truth. He was a fattish but active man of paralyzing stupidity, a mass of imbecile enthusiasms—one of those completely unquestioning, devoted drudges on whom, more even than on the thought police, the stability of the Party depended.
09/01/2008
Geoffrey Chaucer
He was as fresh as is the month of May.
09/01/2008
