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Snippets,
Quotes and Soupcons
Snippets Quotes and Soupcons
By Scarlet James
"My only hope is that, one day soon, women, who have all earned their right to their opinions...instead of being labeled opinionated will be called smart and well informed, just like men." Teresa Heinz Kerry I hope and hope increases my torment, I weep and weeping feeds my weary heart, I laugh and laughter does not touch my soul, I burn and no one sees my passion, I fear what I see and what I hear, everything gives me fresh pain; thus hoping I weep and laugh and burn and I fear what I hear and see.. Believed to be attributed to Machiavelli I`m never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do Things. I don`t do anything. Not a single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don`t even do that anymore. Dorothy Parker My poor fellow, why not carry a watch? [To a man who was staggering in the street under the weight of a grandfather clock] Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree Never believe in mirrors or newspapers. John Osborne [The Hotel in Amsterdam, Act 1]
Every work of art has one indispensable mark.the centre of it is simple, however much the fulfilment may be complicated. [ The Queer Feet] If you convey to a woman that something ought to be done, there is always a dreadful danger that she will suddenly do it. [The Secret of Father Brown] It isn`t that they can`t see the solution. It is that they can`t see the problem [The Point of a Pin] He set out seriously to describe the indescribable. That is the whole business of literature, and it is a hard row to hoe. [On Literary Critiques] As enunciated today, `progress` is simply a comparative of which we have not settled the superlative. There is no such thing as an uninteresting subject; the only thing that can exist is an uninterested person . Everyman speaks of public opinion, and means by public opinion, public opinion minus his opinion. The artist temperament is a disease that afflicts amateurs Reason is itself a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all. There is a great man who makes every man feel small. But the real great man is the man who makes every man feel great. Someone, I say, will remember us in the future.. ------------------------------------------------------ If it were customary to send little girls to school and teach them the same
subjects as are taught to boys they would learn just as fully and would understand
the subtleties of all arts and sciences..
---------------------------------------------------------- The history of all times and of today especially teaches that women will be
forgotten if they forget to think about themselves.. ---------------------------------------------------------- Woman was the governing principle, the directing reason and the commanding
voice of the 18th century. She held the revolutions of the alliances and political
systems, peace and war, the literature, the arts and the fashions of the eighteenth
century as well as its destinies, in the folds of her gown. ------------------------------------------------------------ In consequence of this defeatism, woman is easily reconciled to a moderate
success: she does not dare to aim too high. Entering upon her profession with
superficial preparation, she soon sets limits to her ambitions. It often seems
to her meritorious enough if she earns her own living.. ----------------------------------------------------------------
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When bankers get together for dinner, they discuss Art, when artists get together
for dinner, they discuss Money…. ----------------------------------------------- Indeed, I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without
signing them, was often a women … "...I struggle with enormous discrepancies: between the reality of motherhood
and the image of it, between my love for my home and the need to travel, between
the varied and seductive paths of the heart. The lessons of impermanence, the
occasional despair and the muse, so tenuously moored, all visit their needs
upon me and I dig deeply for the spiritual utilities that restore me: my love
for the place, for the one man left, for my children and friends and the great
green pulse of spring."
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