#his

Blanche is written with a terrible authority, the authority that comes from artistic necessity when the writer is compelled to write by his demon, rather than by his agent or promoter. ↗

— Paul Bailey

#artistic #authority #blanche #comes #compelled

One of the things I like about doing historical films is drawing the line between now and then. ↗

— James Purefoy

#between #doing #drawing #films #historical

My father felt that his world of ideas was too liberal for traditional rabbinical teachings, and he looked for a chance to find a way in life. ↗

— Immanuel Velikovsky

#father #felt #find #his #ideas

I think Bush has a very selfish, arrogant point of view. I think he is interested in power, I think he believes his truth is the only truth, and that he will do what he wants to do despite the people. ↗

— Harry Belafonte

#believes #bush #despite #his #i

When I came out of the military, I had a club in Memphis and I started using the The Bar Kays as my club band. They were still only in the middle school - but I'd take them on the road with me on the weekends, sometimes. ↗

— William Bell

#bar #came #club #had #i

The man who spends all his time looking up to heaven is not always the best; in fact, he is usually the worst. ↗

— Jose Bergamin

#best #fact #heaven #his #in fact

The image we have of bin Laden in his final years in Abbottabad is of an aging man with a graying beard watching old footage of himself; just another suburban dad flipping though the channels with his remote. ↗

— Peter L. Bergen

#another #beard #bin #channels #dad

He seems determined to make a trumpet sound like a tin whistle. ↗

— Aneurin Bevan

#like #make #seems #sound #tin

Vote: the instrument and symbol of a freeman's power to make a fool of himself and a wreck of his country. ↗

— Ambrose Bierce

#country #fool #freeman #himself #his

Gina was beautiful like a sunset. You see it and you think of how beautiful it is, and then it’s over and you move on. But Trista was beautiful like a song. The kind of song you play over and over and never get sick of hearing. The kind of song he wanted to write for her. But he knew he would never be able to string together the right combination of notes to show her how he really felt. ↗

— Chris Stocking

#beauty #fiction #his-only-star #music #sunset