Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

She thought that most women make a great mistake in allowing dress to be the master instead of the servant of their good looks; many women were, she considered, entirely crushed and made insignificant by the beauty of their clothes.

Ada Leverson

Loyalty to petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul.

Mark Twain

Never hurry. Take plenty of exercise. Always be cheerful. Take all the sleep you need. You may expect to be well.

James Freeman Clarke

In fact the experience at Oxford has really helped me later in life.

Imran Khan

It is your human environment that makes climate

Mark Twain

My father was a swim teacher. We used to swim before school, swim after school.

Gordon Ramsay

Good fame is like fire; when you have kindled you may easily preserve it; but if you extinguish it, you will not easily kindle it again.

Francis Bacon

Odiaría morir dos veces, sería tan aburrido!.

Richard P. Feynman

When life has been well spent; when there is a conscience without reproach; when there is faith in the Saviour; when there is a well-founded hope of heaven, there can be nothing that should disquiet us.

Albert Barnes

Anybody who would like to travel as an archaeologist of mores and observe men instead of rocks could find an image of the century of Louis XV in some village in Provence, that of Louis XIV in Poitou, that of even more remote times in the far reaches of Brittany. Most of these cities have fallen from some splendor that historians, more preoccupied with dates than customs, no longer speak of, but whose memory lives on, such as in Brittany, where the national character scarcely accepts the forgetting of what this country is fundamentally about. . . All of these cities have their primitive character.

Honore de Balzac, B

Oh, is it not enough to be Here with this beauty over me? My throat should ache with praise, and I Should kneel in joy beneath the sky. Oh, beauty are you not enough?

Sara Teasdale

We are no longer in a state of growth; we are in a state of excess. We are living in a society of excrescence. The boil is growing out of control, recklessly at cross purposes with itself, its impacts multiplying as the causes disintegrate.

Jean Baudrillard