A Quote by Yehudi Menuhin

The violinist is that peculiarly human phenomenon distilled to a rare potency---half tiger,half poet. — © Yehudi Menuhin
The violinist is that peculiarly human phenomenon distilled to a rare potency---half tiger,half poet.
The violinist is that peculiarly human phenomenon distilled to a rare potency - half tiger, half poet.
A tree there is that from its topmost bough Is half all glittering flame and half all green Abounding foliage moistened with the dew; And half is half and yet is all the scene; And half and half consume what they renew.
If bearing a reputation as a weirdo is all it takes to be a genius, I'm a shoo-in. Come to think of it, half the people I know are geniuses - the other half, peculiarly enough, idiots.
Lips half-willing in a doorway. Lips half-singing at a window. Eyes half-dreaming in the walls. Feet half-dancing in a kitchen. Even the clocks half-yawn the hours And the farmers make half-answers.
No half measures. Some things can’t be cut in half. You can’t half-love someone. You can’t half-betray, or half-lie.
Right now I'm looking at a liger out my bedroom window. He's half lion and half tiger. And he's absolutely beautiful. His name is Patrick.
Man is perhaps half mind and half matter in the same way as the polyp is half plant and half animal. The strangest creatures are always found on the border lines of species.
Our life is half natural and half technological. Half-and-half is good. You cannot deny that high-tech is progress. We need it for jobs. Yet if you make only high-tech, you make war. So we must have a strong human element to keep modesty and natural life.
It's what the people wanted at the time, but the country could not be half-segregated and half-integrated, just as it could not be half-slave and half-free back in the 1800s.
A democracy cannot flourish half rich and half poor, any more than it can flourish half free and half slave.
I am half-Byronic, half-moronic; part-shaman, part-showman; half-Nazi, half-Liberace.
The human race cannot forever exist half-exploiters and half-exploited.
Living out one's faith is either no way to live or the only way to live; it's either imprisonment, or the only path to freedom. It offers happiness, or it frustrates the pursuit. There is no half-love, half-religion, half-worship, half-belief, half-truth. There is no kinda-sorta.
Half the human race can change its name and sometimes its nation without suffering — at least half! All women!
Giving a reader a sex scene that is only half right is like giving her half a kitten. It is not half as cute as a whole kitten; it is a bloody, godawful mess. A half-good sex scene is not half as hot; it actually moves into the negative numbers, draining any heat from the surrounding material.
Half the world hates What half the world does every day Half the world waits While half gets on with it anyway
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