A Quote by Christina Stead

Life is nothing but rags and tags and filthy rags at that.

Christina Stead

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Filthy Life Life Is Nothing Rags

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Christina Stead
Australian - Novelist
July 17, 1902 - March 31, 1983

Well, that's baseball. Rags to riches one day and riches to rags the next. But I've been in it 36 years and I'm used to it.

Casey Stengel

From recovery to rags and rags to recovery symbolizes art - a perfect compilation of human imperfections.

Criss Jami

You have to keep taking the next necessary stitch, and the next one, and the next. Without stitches, you just have rags. And we are not rags.

Anne Lamott

My life has been sensationalised into a rags to riches story.

Jonathan Rhys Meyers

Ah, Father! That’s words and only words! Forgive! If he’d not been run over, he’d have come home today drunk and his only shirt dirty and in rags and he’d have fallen asleep like a log, and I should have been sousing and rinsing till daybreak, washing his rags and the children’s and then drying them by the window and as soon as it was daylight I should have been darning them. What’s the use of talking forgiveness! I have forgiven as it is!

Fyodor Dostoevsky

My life has often been described as 'from rags to riches,' but in fact, the Rosses were never raggedy.

Diana Ross

My life has often been described as 'from rags to riches' but in fact, the Ross's were never raggedy.

Diana Ross

Only laughter can blow [a colossal humbug] to rags and atoms at a blast. Against the assault of laughter nothing can stand.

Mark Twain

We Jews, thank God, have nothing to do with the East. . . . The Islamic soul must be broomed out of Eretz-Yisrael. . . . [Muslims are] yelling rabble dressed up in gaudy, savage rags.

Ze'ev Jabotinsky

The Lord of Rags and Tatters.

Megan Whalen Turner

I was the epitome of rags to riches.

Jason Mitchell

Yet nothing can to nothing fall, Nor any place be empty quite; Therefore I think my breast hath all Those pieces still, though they be not unite; And now, as broken glasses show A hundred lesser faces, so My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore, But after one such love, can love no more.