#name

Lots of people want to have written; they don't want to write. In other words, they want to see their name on the front cover of a book and their grinning picture on the back. But this is what comes at the end of a job, not at the beginning. ↗

— Elizabeth George

#beginning #book #comes #cover #end

How small regard is had to the oath of God by men professing the name of God. ↗

— George Gillespie

#had #how #men #name #oath

Pretty much whoever wins the tournament at the end of the week is the guy that putted probably the best. ↗

— Retief Goosen

#end #guy #much #pretty #probably

I don't wake up every day and think about which tournaments I won and which titles I hold. It's something I don't care about. ↗

— Steffi Graf

#care #day #every #every day #hold

I'm an actor and I've created a lasting and memorable character named Frasier, who is not me, but who most people think is. So when I have a chance to play something that's different, I embrace it because it's fun; also in this case, he's a memorable character. ↗

— Kelsey Grammer

#also #because #case #chance #character

When I was doing jazz concerts in America, I would use the biggest names I could find. ↗

— Norman Granz

#biggest #concerts #could #doing #find

I've never seen radio as the minor leagues, where I'm just really preparing to be in the show that really counts, namely, television, which is, I think, what people often assume. I've never felt that way. ↗

— Terry Gross

#counts #felt #i #i think #just

The name of my ailment was longing, and it was not cured till I finally went to the department store and counted out the money in small coins before the dismayed clerk. When I came to the house, I held up the instrument before the eyes of the astonished household. ↗

— William Christopher Handy

#astonished #before #came #clerk #coins

A true poem is a thing of awe. A true poem is a struggle unto death. A true poem is another land Where one sojourns When one is past deaths door. A true poem is made of words that linger on when all the others in one's life are washed away: one single kernel, but one from which can sprout life all anew. Stream then all over me Arusubanya of the world. Perhaps one day,one day, my mouth will burst asunder to utter but two words for simple souls which,as they grow,will sprout ripe stars which even now I am searching for. ↗

— Trefossa

#suriname #death

We were taking some photos one day in front of one of these old antebellum homes, and one of us said the word. And we all kind of stopped and said, 'That could be a name!' ... It just feels kind of country and nostalgic. ↗

— Dave Haywood

#country #day #feels #front #homes