Most of what I know about writing I've learned through running every day.
God in the whizzing of a pleasant wind Shall march upon the tops of mulberry trees.
Live or die, sink or swim.
Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green.
Honour, the spur that pricks the princely mind, To follow rule and climb the stately chair.
My merry, merry, merry roundelay Concludes with Cupid's curse, They that do change old love for new, Pray gods, they change for worse!
His golden locks Time hath to silver turned, O time too swift! O swiftness never ceasing! His youth 'gainst Time and Age hath ever spurned, But spurned in vain! Youth waneth by increasing.
That name was a kind of joke, and not a very good one. An author, Leon Lederman, wanted to call it 'that goddamn particle' because it was clear it was going to be a tough job finding it experimentally. His editor wouldn't have that, and he said 'okay, call it the God particle', and the editor accepted it. I don't think he should've have done, because it's so misleading.
I think every artist that you like, or even artists that have defined their own times, they're definitely looking to the past as a starting place. It's just about how you infuse your own personality, your own message, and your own ideas into it. The record is supposed to be really sensual and sexy.
I saw no evidence during my week in Gaza of Israel’s accusation that Hamas uses Palestinians as human shields.
The grandeur of the acts of men are measured by the inspiration from which they spring.