Quotes About Shaw

They watched as the Shaw brothers played tug of war with a crocodile over what Travis would guess was a nine-point buck. The buck was still kicking, too, but that didn't stop the brothers or the croc. "I'm sensing the crazy gene, hoss," Donnie mumbled. "Ya think?

Things! Burn them, burn them! Make a beautiful fire! More room in your heart for love, for the trees! For the birds who own nothing—the reason they can fly. FOR TOM SHAW S.S.J.E.

In a mean-spirited show of contempt, the Confederates dumped Shaw's body and the bodies of the dead of the Fifty-Fourth into an unmarked grave and sent a telegram to the Union generals saying, "We have buried Shaw with his niggers." They'd hoped this would make other White officers think twice about leading Black troops. It didn't. The 180,000 Black troops under their White commanders would go on to help the Union win the

As a teacher, as a propagandist, Shaw is no good at all, even in his own generation. But as a personality, he is immortal.

Unless you are a Bernard Shaw you find a preface a most embarrassing business.

In the words of Durk Pearson and Sandra Shaw, the authors of Life Extension

When I had first been hurled into the world of the 1970s I had thought I found Utopia. And now I was discovering that it was only a Utopia for some. Shaw wanted a Utopia which would exist for all.

She must have read Shaw's story a few years before. Yes, that must have been it. She had read the story and clearly enjoyed it, to the extent that she had copied it, verbatim, into a notebook reserved for that purpose. Then, finding an assignment due for my class, she had paged through said notebook, stumbled across Shaw's narrative, and forgotten that Shaw, rather than Tara Tappani, was its rightful author. A simple mix-up.

My favorite short-story writer is John Cheever.

We depend on the critics to give us a glimpse of what happened. Bernard Shaw championed Ibsen, who got the most terrible notices for his plays. Kenneth Tynan championed young writers, and as a result, the theatre has changed radically.

A mind of the caliber of mine cannot derive its nutriment from cows.

What use are cartridges in battle I always carry chocolate instead.

The heretic is always better dead. And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.

That Shaw is the most egotistical thing! He hogged the camera and spent more time with the hairdresser and the makeup man than any actor on the lot!

The most revolutionary invention of the Nineteenth Century was the artificial sterilization of marriage.

'Man and Superman,' first performed in 1905, is by common consent one of George Bernard Shaw's greatest and most significant plays, yet hardly anybody performs it today, for the understandable reason that an uncut performance runs for about five hours.

As in Joyce's life and art, so in Shaw's: the revolt of the son is never the cliché-rebellion against a tyrannical parent, but the more complex revolt against the refusal or inability of an ineffectual father to provide any lead at all.

Female murderers get sheaves of offers of marriage.

But I still read Shaw on a regular basis. What I love is the nakedness of the polemic and the irresistible good humour. For me, 'Major Barbara' is the greatest of all the plays in that it starts from the rational and proceeds to the ecstatic in a spectacular way, and leaves you very confused if you cling to Euclidean logic.

He held the landlordship of an inn to be the same as Shaw's definition of marriage – as something combining the maximum of temptation with the maximum of opportunity.

I hate performers who debase great works of art; I long for their annihilation.

If you can say a thing with one stroke, unanswerably you have style; if not, you are at best a marchande de plaisir; a decorative litt

They rode in a cab to the rendezvous spot. It was a warehouse, which didn't surprise Shaw. It's usually a damn warehouse, he said to Reggie.

There is in Shaw, as in Gurdjieff and Nietzsche, a recognition of the immense effort of Will that is necessary to express even a little freedom, that places them beside Pascal and St. Augustine as religious thinkers. Their view is saved from pessimism only by its mystical recognition of the possibilities of pure Will, freed from the entanglements of automatism