Top 13 Prothalamion Critical Appreciation Quotes

#1. Flowers are lovely; love is flower-like;
Friendship is a sheltering tree;
Oh the joys that came down shower-like,
Of friendship, love, and liberty,
Ere I was old!

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#2. Legally speaking, there are no such things as 'public rights,' as distinguished from individual rights. Legally speaking, there is no such creature or thing as 'the public.'

Lysander Spooner

#3. I gave up drinking lots of whiskey and began to practice yoga and meditation. As a result I am not dead.

Billy Childish

#4. One either meets or one works.

Peter Drucker

#5. No one, not all the armies of the world, can stop an idea whose time has come.

Rudrajeet Desai

#6. My advice to actresses is don't worry about your looks. The very thing that makes you unhappy in your appearance may be the one thing to make you a star.

Estelle Winwood

#7. Hell is in us, like a seed. We need to cultivate the positive within us so we can generate the energy of understanding and compassion and transform hell.

Thich Nhat Hanh

#8. The cross is the only ladder high enough to touch Heaven's threshold.

George Dana Boardman Pepper

#9. But a far more virulent strain survived. It's having sex with your thoughts. You'll give birth to increasingly more monstrous ideas.

Grant Morrison

#10. Some memories remain close; you can shut your eyes and find yourself back in them. But there are second-person memories, too, distant you memories, and these are trickier: you watch yourself in disbelief.

Jess Walter

#11. Can we expect the redemption of the world from scholars? I doubt it. But the time has come for all artists to join together as a confederation in an eternal league.

Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel

#12. Management is a seven-days-a-week job. The Intensity of it takes it toll on your health. Some people want to go on for ever, and I obviously don't.

Kenny Dalglish

#13. On Sunday morning I went out for a while in the neighbourhood; I bought some
raisin bread. The day was warm but a little sad, as Sundays often are in Paris,
especially when one doesn't believe in God.

Michel Houellebecq

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