
Top 13 Albert Goldbarth Quotes
#2. If you agree with me that a poem can be as bountiful as a rich Victorian narrative, and as wise ... then you'll want to join me here in the Wow, I Like No Need of Sympathy Club. Your membership fee is the same as your membership privileges: this book.
Albert Goldbarth
#3. Impossible to say why childhood joy ends with such finality in so many things.
Dave Franklin
#4. His tall, lanky body had the wrinkles of sleep, and he smelled like cotton and dreams.
Rebecca Wells
#5. Physics says: go to sleep. Of course you're tired. Every atom in you has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes nonstop from mitosis to now. Quit tapping your feet. They'll dance inside themselves without you.
Albert Goldbarth
#6. Worship songs can't just be rooted in culture - they won't be deep enough. They have to be rooted in scripture.
Matt Redman
#7. Perhaps you have seen me. I know well, my purpose was merely that of a symbol, 'equals', 'times' ... ; but what is said, for all that, was identity-less: a kind of live geometry.
Albert Goldbarth
#8. My kitchen is a mystical place, a kind of temple for me. It is a place where
the surfaces seem to have significance, where the sounds and odors carry
meaning that transfers from the past and bridges to the future.
Pearl Bailey
#9. The feminine political voice is personal. It's intimate. It's caregiving and life enhancing. It's about bringing more love, caring and justice into the world. It's also fierce and determined.
Tabby Biddle
#11. Violence and irrationality were so long and thoroughly cultivated among the Irish, and so perfectly ingrained into their nature, that modern civilization has as yet been unable to extract the virus.
Thomas Mellon
#12. You accused me of murder. Do you make a habit of bringing schoolgirls into an interview room with murder suspects?'
He waved his hand. 'Oh, I was only joking about that. I don't really think you murdered someone. Unless you did, in which case I reserve the right to say I knew it all along.
Derek Landy
#13. I get my share of mud flung my way, but the secret is to dance in the rain and the mud will wash away.
Philip Catshill
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