#classic

So I have the classic amateur's technique; I know some very tricky bits and I have large gaping holes. ↗

— Bill Bruford

#bits #classic #gaping #holes #i

I like things that are kind of eclectic, when one thing doesn't go with another. That's why I love Rome. The town itself is that way. It's where Fascist architecture meets classic Renaissance, where the ancient bangs up against the contemporary. It has a touch of everything. That's my style, and that's what my work is about. ↗

— Giambattista Valli

#against #ancient #another #architecture #bangs

There was a period when I'd just come out of college where I'd been playing classical guitar and I suddenly realised that it wasn't what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. ↗

— Andy Summers

#classical #classical guitar #college #come #guitar

When people don't like themselves very much, they have to make up for it. The classic bully was actually a victim first. ↗

— Tom Hiddleston

#bully #classic #first #like #make

I'm a fan of many different styles of classical and symphonic music. ↗

— Billy Sheehan

#different #different styles #fan #i #many

The novel is about five students of classics who are studying with a classics professor, and they take the ideas of the things that they're learning from him a bit too seriously, with terrible consequences. ↗

— Donna Tartt

#bit #classics #consequences #five #him

I was fired from my television job, simple as that. Well, downsized, really, a classic 1990s situation. ↗

— Lee Child

#fired #i #job #really #simple

I race in two or three classic races a year and I may carry on for 10 more years or I may stop tomorrow. ↗

— Barry Sheene

#classic #i #may #more #race

I felt there was no one as kind as you; no one who gave me reasons that I understood for doing what at first seemed so hard and--unnecessary. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#love #age

Gormenghast. Withdrawn and ruinous it broods in umbra: the immemorial masonry: the towers, the tracts. Is all corroding? No. Through an avenue of spires a zephyr floats; a bird whistles; a freshet beats away from a choked river. Deep in a fist of stone a doll's hand wriggles, warm rebellious on the frozen palm. A shadow shifts its length. A spider stirs... And darkness winds between the characters. - Gormenghast ↗

— Mervyn Peake

#classic #gormenghast #gothic #literature #art