Quotes About Middle

Death cut the strings that gave me life, And handed me to Sorrow, The only kind of middle wife My folks could beg or borrow.

In middle life politics are not a mental acquisition; they are a temperament.

Corporations cast American jobs to the sweatshops of Asia hollowing out the earning capacity of the American middle classes.

figures. PJ was in the middle, Trish and Harrison were to PJ's right, and Potter and Ava were to PJ's left. All of the figures were holding hands and the sun was shining above them. The drawing was more than Ava

Pomegranates you may cut deep down the middle and see into, but not hearts,—so why should I try and speak?

I don't know much about only children. I was the middle one of three, and if ever I was alone with mum and dad, it was a rare moment.

there is usually a course to be found somewhere between laid-back and laid out.

The Buddha's teaching of the Dharma was called "Good in the beginning, good in the middle, and good in the end

Among creations I am the beginning, the middle, and also the end, O Arjuna, I am the science of the Self, and I am the logic of all arguments.

Physicians are, some of them, so pleasing and conformable to the humor of the patient, as they press not the true cure of the disease; and some other are so regular, in proceeding according to art for the disease, as they respect not sufficiently the condition of the patient. Take one of a middle temper; or if it may not be found in one man, combine two of either sort; and forget not to call as well, the best acquainted with your body, as the best reputed of for his faculty.

I always designed 'Gravity Falls' to be a finite series about one epic summer-a series with a beginning, middle, and end.

A lot of people think that my last name is Gray. My middle name is Gray, and my last name is Beech.

All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning and a middle and an end, as in the well-built phrase and the long sonata of the dead.

I tend to write the episodes in the middle of the season, which can be a challenge because you've got to balance all these threads that have begun - and also make sure they will make sense with the overall plan going forward.

I used to tell people if they looked at a map, it was right in the middle of the United States. But now everybody knows Oklahoma because of the Thunder and their success. I don't know if I'll get 'Why?' anymore.

I was middle class and fucked up and spoilt.

Remember: a story is not a vignette. It has a beginning, middle and an end. It is not merely a snapshot in time.

A beginning is that which does not itself follow anything by causal necessity, but after which something naturally is or comes to be. An end, on the contrary, is that which itself naturally follows some other thing, either by necessity, or as a rule, but has nothing following it. A middle is that which follows something as some other thing follows it. A well constructed plot, therefore, must neither begin nor end at haphazard, but conform to these principles.

A tragedy is a representation of an action that is whole and complete and of a certain magnitude. A whole is what has a beginning and middle and end.

By the mean of the thing I denote a point equally distant from either extreme, which is one and the same for everybody; by the mean relative to us, that amount which is neither too much nor too little, and this is not one and the same for everybody.

mean is the cause

Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.

I had a momentary vision of Brooklands' entire middle class, its prosperous lawyers, doctors and senior managers, being confined to their own ghetto, with nothing to do all day except groom their ponies and swing their croquet mallets.

known as the middle." He tipped his head. "Yes. What about you? Big family?" "No. I'm an only child." It was part of the backstory she'd made up before coming to the island; it was also partly true. "I used to wish I had a big family." "It's not all it's cracked up to be," he said dryly. "A lot of noise and chaos." "And love," she suggested, feeling an ache that went deep into her