Quotes About Admiration

Pretty Rose, thou gaudy flower, Sacred to Love's almighty power, Whence there's no Lover ever seeks, But finds Thee in his Mistress' cheeks.

Human affairs inspire in noble hearts only two feelingsóadmiration or pity.

Within every one of us, there lives both a Don Quixote and a Sancho Panza to whom we hearken by turns; and though Sancho most persuades us, it is Don Quixote that we find ourselves obliged to admire.

The books that everybody admires are those that nobody reads.

I respect Everest very much.

Modesty and unselfishness--these are the virtues which men praise--and pass by.

Although we all knew him for a good and honest man, his goodness was nevertheless an endless surprise, so abundantly was it manifest. To talk with him was what bathing in the Ganges must be for a Hindu. Such was his generosity of spirit that I sometimes found myself deliberately running down a common acquaintance just for the pleasure of hearing André defend him.

Imaginação querida, o que sobretudo amo em ti é não perdoares.

He who wants a rose must respect her thorn.

A few days later we went to the opera together to watch my beloved Siegfried. It was a pleasure for me to listen to it beside the man who had become my hero.

Quotation is the highest compliment you can pay to an author.

If he grows up to be half the man you are, he'll be phenomenally successful, and if I can be half the father you've been to me, I'll have surpassed my own standards.

A mixture of admiration and pity is one of the surest recipes for affection.

When the line of incoming guests ended, Peyton put his arm around Carrie's waist. She looked enchanting tonight with her reddish-brown tresses pulled back off her face save for the ringlets that brushed against her bare shoulders. Her skin glowed with softness, and Peyton longed to kiss his way down her neck and across her collarbone.

You fell in love with him right away: with his fine blue eyes, his moustache, his red hooded sweat shirt and tennis sneakers, his slender form, his chesthut hair, the way he looked at you with that blend of humor, intelligence, and relaxed confidence.

I have great admiration for the fact-checking team. Considering it takes me years to gather all the facts in my books, it's a daunting task for the fact-checkers to review all of that material in a matter of weeks.

For me, the first thing I fell madly in love with when I was little, was, Gilda Radner had this live performance that she had done at the Met that was on tape, and I could rent it from Video Video in New Jersey where I lived, and so I literally would rent it every two weeks.

Jackie Kennedy was magnificent in the days and weeks immediately following her husband's assassination. She was especially wonderful to me.

If I could visit dead authors, I'd head right over to E. B. White, though I'm so in awe of him I'd probably just sit at his feet and weep. He's the master of clarity, of understated humor, of palatable political conviction.

Although a lot of pain for a little screen time; Shaving legs, waxing eyebrows, high heels, trying to put on a bra, losing weight because women's clothes are SO revealing - Ladies you have my respect.

John 5 - he's weird. He's a freak. I'm just kidding. He's a great guy.

It is so weird to be on this side of that, because when you're starting out, and it seems like you're starting out for so long, you look up to the people who have made their mark. And you sort of want to be that.

I have a weird and undying love for George Michael. He's the reason why I want to do what I do.

My favorite albumn ever is Jeff Buckley's GRACE. I feel a weird unexplainable connection to him.