Quotes About Influence

The slight, the facile and the merely self-glorifying tend to drop away over the centuries, and what we are left with is the bedrock: Homer and Milton, the Greek tragedian and Shakespeare, Chaucer and Cervantes and Swift, Dostoyevsky and Tolstoy and James and Conrad. Time does not make their voices fainter, on the contrary, it reinforces our sense of their truth-telling capacity.

T. S. Eliot, who remarked in one of his essays that immature poets imitate, mature poets steal).

My mind was formed by studying philosophy, Plato and that sort of thing.

Amos Vogel was a mentor, a guiding light for me. In his presence, you always rose. But his importance to me is of minor significance. What is significant is that with him an entire epoch ends. The Last Lion has left us. I am still not capable – or rather unwilling – to understand the fact that Amos passed away, because a man like him cannot be dead. His traces are everywhere. (on the passing of Amos Vogel, his friend for more than 45 years)

Ein jüngerer, intelligent aussehender Mann mit langem Haar fragte mich, ob Filmen, bzw. Gefilmtwerden, Schaden anrichten könne, ob es eine Person vernichten könne. In meinem Herzen war die Antwort ja, aber ich sagte nein.

Disco will... never be over. Disco will always live in our minds and hearts. Something like this, that was this big and this important and this great, will never die.

A man so easily influenced is to be treasured." "As

Here you seem to have won your aunt's affection; I think I served you well there, for I believe she would do anything to spite me.

You are not a pawn in the chessgame of life, you are the mover of the pieces.

We're here for a reason. I believe a bit of the reason is to throw little torches out to lead people through the dark.

I would love to teach every kid to say fuck. Hang on, now, hang on, listen to why. The reason is because to me, that is a word that doesn't have any effect. But stupid and dummy? You can say it to someone who is six and you can say it to someone who is a hundred and six and they will hunch their shoulders and it will be like somebody kicked them in the stomach because they are harsh, ugly words.

People have the power we give them. Words have the power we give them.

We are all here for a reason.I believe the reason is to throw little torches out to lead people thru the darkness.

We take our parents with us.

More than weapons, we need a leader.

There is no natural order. Only rules that one race invents to make the other serve its uses.

I should never, perhaps, have heard even the name of the woman who has lived in all my thoughts, who has possessed herself of all my energies, who has become the one guiding influence that now directs the purpose of my life.

Kelimeler bizi yaralayacaklar? zaman devleÅŸir, bize hizmet edecekleri zamansa cüceleÅŸirler.

But it is a maxim of mine that men (being superior creatures) are bound to improve women—if they can.

But it is a maxim of mine that men (being superior creatures) are bound to improve women—if they can. When a woman wants me to do anything (my daughter, or not, it doesn't matter), I always insist on knowing why. The oftener you make them rummage their own minds for a reason, the more manageable you will find them in all the relations of life. It isn't their fault (poor wretches!) that they act first and think afterwards; it's the fault of the fools who humour them.

You live a great deal too much in the society of women. And you have contracted two very bad habits in consequence. You have learnt to talk nonsense seriously, and you have got into a way of telling fibs for the pleasure of telling them.

Here is one more book that depicts the struggle of a human creature, under those opposing influences of Good and Evil, which we have all felt, which we have all known.

On all ordinary occasions Magdalen's appetite would have terrified those feeble sentimentalists, who affect to ignore the all-important influence which female feeding exerts in the production of female beauty.

Not in the obscurity of midnight, but in the searching light of day, did the supernatural influence assert itself. Neither revealed by a vision, nor announced by a voice, it reached mortal knowledge through the sense which is least easily self-deceived: the sense that feels.