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Last updated on November 18, 2024.
People have always said since TV was invented what a cultural wasteland it is but I think it is the worst and the best. It is the golden age of television.
It is well, when in difficulties, to say never a word, neither black nor white. Speech is silver but silence is golden.
The first fresh hour of every morning should be dedicated to the Lord, whose mercy gladdens it with golden light. — © Charles Spurgeon
The first fresh hour of every morning should be dedicated to the Lord, whose mercy gladdens it with golden light.
I told my team before we walked out on to the field in Tampa, I wanted them to stop and look each other in the eye - I mean really look each other in the eye because 10 minutes after we we're done beating the New York Giants, I knew that world would change; free agency, the business side of the business. I wanted them to appreciate this doesn't come very often. It may be the last time you have that opportunity.
I don't for a second regret my closeness to them because they were wonderful, golden parents who gave me so much confidence.
The golden age is not in the past, but in the future; not in the origin of human experience, but in its consummate flower; not opening in Eden, but out from Gethsemane.
Drafting is like painting the Golden Gate Bridge.The closer you get to the end, the more you start to worry about the beginning.
Our earthly loves are but so many silver steps leading us up to the great golden love of God.
I give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall.
The pilot of the Galilean lake; Two massy keys he bore, of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).
Capo, my first golden retriever, so loved to swim she once jumped off a cliff to get into Lake Superior.
I have an awards cabinet in my studio where I keep my eight Oscars, my 11 Grammys, my seven Golden Globes, and my Tony Award.
The golden thread of reason that used to be stretched taut to mark the boundary between the known and the unknown is now routinely disrespected. — © Al Gore
The golden thread of reason that used to be stretched taut to mark the boundary between the known and the unknown is now routinely disrespected.
It's good to bear in mind that like it or not, enlightenment has always been, even in a golden age, pretty much limited to an elite.
It is the sense of unfamiliar envelopment that is impressive, whether in the living grays of hoarfrost, the crimson of the heavens at sunset, or the golden suffusions of autumn.
Perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.
I mean, you may be very mad at some guy that walked away with a huge golden parachute, but that really isn't the important thing.
I think the golden age of couture had some of the most incredible customers: women like Nan Kempner and all the icons.
- Be thou not technical with me,/Or else thine input valve may swift receive/a hearty helping of my golden foot.
My golden dream was to move to New York and live in the Village and become that cool rebel beatnik Jack Kerouac.
Foxy girls know that silence may be golden-but only for four seconds. Anything longer and you're heading for Awkward Avenue.
My perfect day starts with putting on the teapot. Then I have tea in my favorite 'Golden Girls' mug and watch 'The Daily Show.'
You can't have mental breakdowns defensively because teams like Golden State and Cleveland will make you pay dearly.
The thing is, I was on YouTube like the golden era, I think. Before ads came in, it was really cool back then.
I'm raising three children. I'm teaching my kids what it means, the Golden Rule, to treat people like you want to be treated.
Stirless, I stand at the window, and in the black bowl of the sky glows like a golden drop of honey the mellow moon
I turned my head and saw the wind, Not far from where I stood, Dragging the corn by her golden hair, Into a dark and lonely wood.
I don't know that I would host the Golden Globes or the Emmys because I don't think they have the appreciation for irreverence that the Critics Choice does.
O welcome pure-eyed Faith, white handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings.
My friend Phil has a theory that the Lord, having made teenagers, felt constrained to make amends and so created the golden retriever.
The temple of the sylvan goddess, indeed, has vanished, and the King of the Wood no longer stands sentinel over the Golden Bough.
Art itself is essentially ethical; because every true work of art must have a beauty or grandeur of some kind, and beauty and grandeur cannot be comprehended by the beholder except through the moral sentiment. The eye is only a witness; it is not a judge. The mind judges what the eye reports to it; therefore, whatever elevates the moral sentiment to the contemplation of beauty and grandeur is in itself ethical.
It is impossible to wait and weigh, in golden scales, the sentiments of prejudice and superstition that have gathered round the priests who are considered to be the custodians of Hinduism.
Hearts, you say? You Humans are always so quick to speak of such things. As though you carry your hearts in the very palms of your hands. But this eye of mine perceives all. There is nothing that it overlooks. If this eye cannot see a thing, then it does not exist. That is the assumption under which I have always fought. What is this "heart"? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there?
A profound transformation is happening here. The framers of our nation never envisioned these huge media giants; never imagined what could happen if big government, big publishing and big broadcasters ever saw eye-to-eye in putting the public's need for news second to their own interests. I approach the end of my own long run believing more strongly than ever that the quality of journalism and the quality of democracy are inextricably joined ... .
I love The Golden Girls. I've watched recently, and it's sort of insane there's a chef that they're always referring to as "fancy" - the pilot's kind of a mess.
It is time to rekindle the spirit of the Renaissancee to achieve a golden age that will be a turning point for human productivity and quality of life.
The fact that I can make a living and support three kids and my wife doing what I love to do... who does that? That's golden. It's a very privileged thing. — © Mark Ruffalo
The fact that I can make a living and support three kids and my wife doing what I love to do... who does that? That's golden. It's a very privileged thing.
A man is a golden impossibility. The line he must walk is a hair's breadth. The wise through excess of wisdom is made a fool.
If you contemplate the Golden Rule, it turns out to be an injunction to live by grace rather than by what you think other people deserve.
The first person to promulgate the Golden Rule, which was the bedrock of this empathic spirituality, was Confucius 500 years before Christ.
I couldn't stop looking at the award when I received it. It was as if my whole career flashed in front of me, from beginning to the moment I was handed the Golden Globe.
There are pictures by Titian so steeped in golden splendors, that they look as if they would light up a dark room like a solar lamp.
If we have not quiet in our minds, outward comfort will do no more for us than a golden slipper on a gouty foot.
Read The Golden Key several times. Do exactly what it says, and if you are persistent enough you will overcome any difficulty.
I envy the people who say, 'oh, well, I've got my name in the golden book and I'm going to be entered into the pearly gates.'
There have been many poets who have lived at the fifth center of creativity and never gone ahead - many painters, many dancers, many singers who created great art, but never moved to the third eye. And there have been mystics who have remained with the third eye, knowing their own inner beauty; it is so fulfilling that they thought they had arrived. Somebody is needed to tell you that there is still something more ahead; otherwise, in your ignorance, what you will do is almost unpredictable.
The live oak can grow sturdily on the hottest hills of central California, contrasting dark green against the golden grass. — © Hope Jahren
The live oak can grow sturdily on the hottest hills of central California, contrasting dark green against the golden grass.
No matter whether failure came A thousand different times, For one brief moment of success, Life rang its golden chimes.
Well, certainly at the Golden Globes, during every commercial break everyone gets up and schmoozes with each other.
The Golden Arches of McDonald's rise, glorious across the landscape, contempo-monolithic, simple in concept as Stonehenge if we could but see it.
My view of an excellent novel was probably set in the golden age of fiction in the 19th century: narrative, character and voice are of equal importance.
I want the pictures to be working in both directions. I accept that they speak about me, and yet at the same time, I want and expect them to function in terms of the viewer and their experience. With these abstract pictures, although the eye recognizes them as photographic rather than painted, the eye also tries to connect them to reality. There's always this association machine working in the brain, and that is why it is important to me that they are actually photographic and not painted.
The Indwelling of Christ by faithis to have Jesus Christ continually in one’s eye, a habitual sight of Him. I call it so because a man actually does not always think of Christ; but as a man does not look up to the sun continually, yet he sees the light of it. So you should carry along and bear along in your eye the sight and knowledge of Christ, so that at least a presence of Him accompanies you, which faith makes.
I lived through a golden period where society felt that it was good to help people who didn't have a great deal of money fulfil their potential.
This most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o-erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire.
You can't just sit there and wait for people to give you that golden dream. You've got to get out there and make it happen for yourself.
Again the violet of our early days Drinks beauteous azure from the golden sun, And kindles into fragrance at his blaze.
It didn't work out for me at Golden State, in terms of wins and losses. Still, I tried to exhibit what a competitor is all about.
I have very important phone messages that will be playing Broadway. An evening of my tweets I think is going to be booked into the Golden Theatre.
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