The American economy has been built and sustained by risk-taking entrepreneurs whose pioneering ideas and hard work gave birth to flourishing businesses.
Cassius Clay is a name that white people gave to my slave master. Now that I am free, that I don’t belong anymore to anyone, that I’m not a slave anymore, I gave back their white name, and I chose a beautiful African one.
I know I wouldn’t be a New York Yankee if it wasn’t for my mom: the guidance she gave me as a kid growing up, knowing the difference from right and wrong, how to treat people and how to go the extra mile and put in extra work, all that kind of stuff.
Me, the bard out of work, the Lord has applied to His service. In the very beginning, He gave me the order to sing His praises night and day. The Master summoned the minstrel to His True Court. He clothed me with the robe of His true honour and eulogy. Since then, the True Name had become my ambrosial food.
I appeared on a show with Jonathan Harris on it-the Bill Dana show-even before Lost In Space. Someone gave me a tape of it in the past year, but in all these years we hadn’t remembered.
Clothes have memories, and sometimes you don’t want to remember. People remember where they bought the clothes, who gave them, or where they stole them from.
God created man and, finding him not sufficiently alone, gave him a companion to make him feel his solitude more keenly.
This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven.
The only thing my old man ever gave me was a beating.
Thank you to all for your prayers and good wishes. It gave me the strength to persevere and warmed my heart.
At the English Revolution, when William of Orange came to the throne, the introduction of French wines into the country was prohibited, and this gave a great impetus to the manufacture of cyder and care in the production of cyder of the best description.
I’ve always acknowledged my debt to Hammer. I’ve always said I’m very grateful to them. They gave me this great opportunity, made me a well known face all over the world for which I am profoundly grateful.
One of the greatest gifts my father gave me – unintentionally – was witnessing the courage with which he bore adversity. We had a bit of a rollercoaster life with some really challenging financial periods. He was always unshaken, completely tranquil, the same ebullient, laughing, jovial man.
A doctor gave a man six months to live. The man couldn’t pay his bill, so he gave him another six months.
I look at Puff Daddy as somebody that gave me a chance to prove the whole world wrong. Cause when I used to think about rap, everybody would say, ‘Well, you talk too slow,’ or, ‘You rap too slow,’ when in reality, that was my uniqueness.
My mother gave lots of good advice and had a lot to say. As you get older, you realize everything she said was true.
I’m totally grateful for the fans my family has and I have; they gave me a lot of support when I was in treatment. But it was just odd, you know? It’s stressful. Just the whole fact of being someone in the public eye.
John Henry Lloyd is the man I gave the credit to for polishing my skills. He taught me how to play third base and how to protect myself. John taught me more baseball than anyone else.
If you were to offer a thirsty man all wisdom, you would not please him more than if you gave him a drink.
My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.
Finding ballet gave me passion for the first time in my life. I was always very shy and just wanted to fit in; I never daydreamed about what I wanted to be when I grew up. But dancing gave me a connection to my personality that made me grow.
Millions of people gave their lives fighting fascism and imperialism, but Pearl Harbor was the event that forever changed the course of human history.
While Pickstown may not be what it once was, it still is framed by the natural beauty of the ancient river, the sweep of the Great Plains, and the long, unbroken shoreline of the lake behind the dam. It gave me a 19th-century childhood in a modern mid-20th-century town, and for that I will always be grateful.
Having cancer gave me membership in an elite club I’d rather not belong to.
So, I think that Marilyn, what she gave the world, and in many ways Kennedy too, was that they had dreams and they didn’t allow anybody to take away their dreams.
Motherhood is more than bearing children, though it is certainly that. It is the essence of who we are as women. It defines our very identity, our divine stature and nature, and the unique traits our Father gave us.
I was running to catch a train when one of my teachers saw me. He thought I was fast, time me, and later gave me my first instructions in sprinting. I happened to be at the right place at the right time.
I did the voice of Cyclops on ‘Shrek the Third’. I don’t know how I got that. They said they wanted a Michael Chiklis type, and apparently it came down to me and Michael Chiklis, so how they gave it to me, I don’t know.
It’s interesting – years ago, I had such bad stage fright during musical theater auditions that I just gave up. And now I’m on Broadway.
Under promise and over deliver. People will be pleasantly surprised that you gave more than they expected. And remember that there is always room for us to be better and do better. That’s what I am calling for. Not just everybody else – myself, too.
Losing both parents at a young age gave me a sense that you can’t really control life – so you’d better live it while it’s here. I stopped believing in a storybook existence a long time ago. All you can do is push in a direction and see what comes of it.
When I was five years old, my parents gave me a magic chest. I learned to cast spells, although of a childish kind, before I had learned to read and write.
The stuff I did in ‘Rescue Me’ was great. It gave me the opportunity to play comedy, and Denis Leary was the first one to take a chance with me. And from that experience, we had a comedy pilot that we did that I was going to play the lead in. And then ‘Person of Interest’ came along. They’re all new experiences.
For anybody, faith and belief are everything you have. Nobody gave me the India cap; nobody taught me to go and get runs. It’s a belief I had in myself.
I love my mother and father. The older I get, the more I value everything that they gave me.
God made a mistake when he gave to humans, infected as they are with evil, jurisdiction over Earth. He should have given jurisdiction to animals.
Actually when I gave out the script, I gave it with a CD of all the music I wanted to put in the movie, and again, we never thought we’d get all that music.
My father gave me formal education in raagdari. He died in Lahore in 1964 when I was 13. I was in the tenth year of school, and my father’s brother took me into the qawwali ensemble and started giving me formal education in qawwali.
Being a singer is a natural gift. It means I’m using to the highest degree possible the gift that God gave me to use. I’m happy with that.
I think no woman I have had ever gave me so sweet a moment, or at so light a price, as the moment I owe to a newly heard musical phrase.
At a meet and greet in a nightclub in Texas, a girl who looked about 15 years old gave me a VHS copy of ‘Adventures in Babysitting,’ and she whispered in my ear that it’s really just home movie footage of her dad practicing judo.
I can’t sit back and swallow stuff. I live in a time and place, and in a country on earth where you’re not supposed to swallow it. People just gave up.
The Gong Show provided me with five years of the happiest times of my life, but that’s that. And to be known as the guy who gave the world The Gong Show – listen, my Uncle George isn’t known as anything. So I guess it isn’t so bad in that context.
Have we so soon forgotten those four years of terrible carnage, the greatest war of all time; forgotten the millions of men who gave their lives, who made the supreme sacrifice and who today, beneath the soil of France and Belgium, sleep the eternal sleep?
I’ve always been concerned with my sculpture. The drawings I do at night at home to relax. And for a long time, I just gave them to friends or my wife and didn’t really show them.
A voyage to Europe in the summer of 1921 gave me the first opportunity of observing the wonderful blue opalescence of the Mediterranean Sea. It seemed not unlikely that the phenomenon owed its origin to the scattering of sunlight by the molecules of the water.
I really am pretty happy with what God gave me.
I already gave my best. I have no regrets at all.
I love all of my colleagues here at The Federalist, but everyone knows that David Harsanyi is my favorite. I will be forever grateful for the guidance and support he gave me when we started this enterprise. He is a rock. His work is consistent, productive, done to a high standard. He is supportive of his colleagues.
Egypt gave birth to what later would become known as ‘Western Civilization,’ long before the greatness of Greece and Rome.
I am inclined to believe that this is the land God gave to Cain.
There’s a statistical theory that if you gave a million monkeys typewriters and set them to work, they’d eventually come up with the complete works of Shakespeare. Thanks to the Internet, we now know this isn’t true.
