It struck me that the movies had spent more than half a century saying, "They lived happily ever after" and the following quarter-century warning that they'll be lucky to make it through the weekend. Possibly now we are now entering a third era in which the movies will be sounding a note of cautious optimism: You know it just might work.
Murder may pass unpunish'd for a time, But tardy justice will o'ertake the crime.
One murder made a villain, Millions a hero.--Princes were privileg'd To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime. Ah! why will kings forget that they are men, And men that they are brethren?
For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Erroneous vassals! the great King of Kings Hath in the table of his law commanded That thou shalt do no murder. Will you then Spurn at his edict, and fulfil a man's?
Everything will past, and the world will perish but the Ninth Symphony will remain.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
See what will happen if you don't stop biting your fingernails?
The key to the mystery of a great artist is that for reasons unknown, he will give away his energies and his life just to make sure that one note follows another . . . and leaves us with the feeling that something is right in the world.
Classical music is the kind we keep thinking will turn into a tune.
Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons, and you will find that it is to the soul what the water bath is to the body.
Classical music is the kind that we keep hoping will turn into a tune.
Today, music heralds... the establishment of a society of repetition in which nothing will happen anymore.
The key to the mystery of a great artist is that for reasons unknown, he will give away his energies and his life just to make sure that one note follows another . . . and leaves us with the feeling that something is right in the world.
It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.
All is mystery; but he is a slave who will not struggle to penetrate the dark veil.
All is mystery; but he is a slave who will not struggle to penetrate the dark veil.
Mystics always hope that science will some day overtake them.
A good name, like good will, is got by many actions and lost by one.
Sticks and stones will break my bones, but names will never hurt me.
A good name, like good will, is attained by many actions and may be lost by one.
One forgets words as one forgets names. One's vocabulary needs constant fertilizing or it will die
And so, my fellow Americans: ask not what your country can do for you--ask what you can do for your country. My fellow citizend of the world: ask not what American will do for you, but what together we can do for the freedom of man.
Nations have lost their old omnipotence; the patriotic tiedoes not hold. Nations are getting obsolete, we go and live where we will.