And the weight of the world slips away...

I understand that it's the music that keeps me alive... That's my lifeblood. And to give that up for, like, the TV, the cars,…

— Bruce Springsteen

When I get home, I'm not the boss like I am at work - I slip into a more feminine role. I take everything…

— Miranda Kerr

The adult who puts his arm around his companion in the ballroom, and the child in the roadway, skipping in a round dance -…

— Curt Sachs

There is no single best kind of death. A good death is one that is "appropriate" for that person. It is a death in…

— Edwin S. Shneidman

It's very rare that an older comedian sort of slips into an old-school clunker. You know, you don't hear too much of that anymore.

— Jeff Ross

While I'm at second slip I'm not just thinking of what I'm going to have for tea. I'm considering the match as well, wondering…

— Andrew Flintoff

Alas, Postumus, the fleeting years slip by, nor will piety give any stay to wrinkles and pressing old age and untamable death.

— Horace

Songwriting is about getting the demon out of me. It's like being possessed. You try to go to sleep, but the song won't let…

— John Lennon

In his bleak mercy, Death forever strips The soul of light and memory, rendering blind Our vision, lest surmounted deeps appal, As when on…

— Clark Ashton Smith

When you are on the bright side of life, do not forget the people who are on the dark side and remember that man…

— Mehmet Murat Ildan

I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin.

— Bruce Springsteen

The intimate and the infinite are tangled together in this incandescent book, lit by Aristotle’s bright spark of a daughter. Lucid even in nightmare,…

— Marina Endicott

You can learn from an ordinary bamboo leaf what ought to happen. It bends lower and lower under the weight of snow. Suddenly the…

— Eugen Herrigel

Simply put, we want to bring out the wackos to vote against something and make sure the rest of the public lets the whole…

— Michael Scanlon

I know the compassion of others is a relief at first. I don't despise it. But it can't quench pain, it slips through your…

— Georges Bernanos