Elizabeth Taylor (1932-2011) “You find out who your real friends are when you’re involved in a scandal.”
Elizabeth Taylor: Quotations
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Richard Burton: Quotations
Richard Burton (1925-1984) “The only thing in life is language. Not love. Not anything else.” “Richard Burton is now my epitaph, my cross, my title, my image. I have achieved a kind of diabolical fame. It has nothing to do…
Marilyn Monroe: Quotations
Marilyn Monroe (1926-1962) “I’m a failure as a woman. My men expect so much of me, because of the image they’ve made of me -and that I’ve made of myself- as a sex symbol. They expect bells to ring and…
Laurence Olivier: Quotations
Laurence Olivier (1907-1989) “I’d like people to remember me for a diligent expert workman. I think a poet is a workman. I think Shakespeare was a workman. And God’s a workman. I don’t think there’s anything better than a workman.”
Vivien Leigh: Quotations
Vivien Leigh (1913-1967) “Shaw is like a train. One just speaks the words and sits in one’s place. But Shakespeare is like bathing in the sea – one swims where one wants.”
Audrey Hepburn: Quotations
Audrey Hepburn (1929-1993) “Pick the day. Enjoy it – to the hilt. The day as it comes. People as they come… The past, I think, has helped me appreciate the present, and I don’t want to spoil any of it…
Dante Alighieri: Quotations
Dante Alighieri (1265-1321) “Nessun maggior dolore che ricordarsi del tempo felice ne la miseria.” (There is no greater sorrow Than to recall a happy time In misery.) Divina Commedia, Inferno, V “Amor, ch’a nullo amato amar perdona, mi prese del…
Emily Dickinson: Quotations
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) “We never know how high we are till we are called to rise. Then if we are true to form our statures touch the skies.” Poems
George Bernard Shaw: Quotations
George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950) “Martyrdom, sir, is what these people like: it is the only way in which a man can become famous without ability.” The Devil’s Disciple, act 3
William Shakespeare: Quotations
William Shakespeare (1564-1616) “Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s…