“Who love my man, I'm a liar if I say I don't
But I'll quit my man, I'm a liar if I say I wont.”
Billie Holiday (1915–1959) American jazz singer and songwriter
Billie's Blues
August 3,1961, NDP Leadership Convention http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IFmD3U2s7tI.
“Who love my man, I'm a liar if I say I don't
But I'll quit my man, I'm a liar if I say I wont.”
Billie Holiday (1915–1959) American jazz singer and songwriter
Billie's Blues
“I'm a reading addict. I can't live without it, like someone who is addicted to drugs.”
Hugo Chávez (1954–2013) 48th President of Venezuela
Orson Scott Card (1951) American science fiction novelist
Source: The Tales of Alvin Maker, Seventh Son (1987), Chapter 9.
“A man who says he feels no fear is either a fool or a liar.”
Fred Dibnah (1938–2004) English steeplejack and television personality, with a keen interest in mechanical engineering
Unsourced
Khalil Gibran book Jesus, The Son of Man
Mary Magdalen: His Mouth Was Like the Heart of a Pomegranate
Jesus, The Son of Man (1928)
Ali Meshkini (1922–2007) Iranian ayatollah
Friday Sermon in Qom, Iran: US Wants To Bring the Ba'th Party Back Into Power http://www.memritv.org/clip_transcript/en/170.htm July 2004. <br class="br">2004
Richard Feynman (1918–1988) American theoretical physicist
Part 5: "The World of One Physicist", "But Is It Art?", p. 261
Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman! (1985)
Context: I wanted very much to learn to draw, for a reason that I kept to myself: I wanted to convey an emotion I have about the beauty of the world. It's difficult to describe because it's an emotion. It's analogous to the feeling one has in religion that has to do with a god that controls everything in the whole universe: there's a generality aspect that you feel when you think about how things that appear so different and behave so differently are all run "behind the scenes" by the same organization, the same physical laws. It's an appreciation of the mathematical beauty of nature, of how she works inside; a realization that the phenomena we see result from the complexity of the inner workings between atoms; a feeling of how dramatic and wonderful it is. It's a feeling of awe — of scientific awe — which I felt could be communicated through a drawing to someone who had also had this emotion. It could remind him, for a moment, of this feeling about the glories of the universe.
Frances Cornford (1886–1960) English poet
"Epitaph for a Reviewer", line 1; from Collected Poems (London: Cresset Press, 1954) p. 112.