Quotes About Trapeze Artists

#1. As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.

Aimee Bender

#2. We would rather be ruined than changed. We would rather die in our dread than climb the cross of the moment and let our illusions die.

W. H. Auden

#3. The gift of new day is divine.

Lailah Gifty Akita

#4. What once were vices are manners now.

Seneca The Younger

#5. My circus train pulls through the night
Full of lions and trapeze artists
I'm done with elephants and clowns
I want to run away and join the office

Mike Doughty

#6. I'm not for a temporary war tax. We're putting actual dollars in one way or the other, and so if we're gonna look at taxes, we ought to look at a comprehensive tax reform policy.

Stephen Pagliuca

#7. Our users are trapeze artists, high school football coaches - I got cornered by a couple of theoretical physicists who said Dropbox lets them collaborate across the world and share their experiments' results. They were raving about how it's driving their research.

Drew Houston

#8. [My job is] a very high trapeze act, frequently with no net.

Dan Rather

#9. Your thought is so important because it has the ability to make or mar you. Your thought will either move you forward or set you backwards.

Jaachynma N.E. Agu

#10. His lap looked like it was already occupied
by a giant boner. It pressed against his pants like a circus tent pole. Elephants could fit under there. A lion tamer and some flying trapeze artists. A dancing bear, or five.

Juniper Bell

#11. Denice Franke is a sensitive and compelling singer and songwriter.

Lyle Lovett

#12. The audience creates its own personality, I've noticed, in the first five minutes. They will either be generous, funny, silly, withholding, academic, analytical, grudging. And I'm fascinated with how that gets constructed, because it happens right away.

Laurie Anderson

#13. I don't call myself a poet, because I don't like the word.

Bob Dylan

#14. I'm Language Gal. I can speak any language presented to me. And I look exactly like Halle Berry.

Ilana Glazer

#15. She is a cat with a burning tail, an ant under a microscope, a fly about to lose its wings to the curious plucking fingers of a third-grader on a rainy day, a game for bored children with no bodies and the whole universe at their feet.

Stephen King