Beauty has been stolen from the people and is being sold back to them as luxury.— Kanye West
Breathtaking Oxford University quotations
I've loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
My goal, if I was going to do art, fine art, would have been to become Picasso or greater.
People say to me 'you're successful, what are you crying about?'.
I'm crying about the people. I'm crying about their daughters. Our daughters, as one family. What good is it. What good is anything that everyone can't have. Every ism. They think we're done with racism. What about elitism, what about separatism, what about classism? That's all.
Believe you deserve it and the universe will serve it.
At Oxford University, the certainties of my atheist faith (and atheism is a faith) began to crumble
You will hear more good things on the outside of a stagecoach from London to Oxford than if you were to pass a twelvemonth with the undergraduates, or heads of colleges, of that famous university.
Who is more in touch with the problems of this country? One of those guys who goes off to Oxford or to University of Yale, or someone who has lived in buses, in the Metro, in the street?
A warm smile is the universal language of kindness.
To the University of Oxford I acknowledge no obligation;
and she will as cheerfully renounce me for a son, as I am willing to disclaim her for a mother. I spent fourteen months at Magdalen College: they proved the fourteen months the most idle and unprofitable of my whole life.
Beginning under the Roman Empire, intellectual leadership in the West had been provided by Christianity. In the middle ages, who invented the first universities - in Paris, Oxford, Cambridge? The church.
We've been sold a concept of joy through advertising.
It was somehow sold to us through a Gucci bag or something.
There's only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that's your own self.
I hate university towns and university people, who are the same everywhere, with pregnant wives, sprawling children, many books and hideous pictures on the walls ... Oxford is very pretty, but I don't like to be dead.
If you Google me, you'll find plenty of "dumb blonde" references - even though I graduated with honors from Stanford and studied at Oxford University. I don't let it bother me.
We have the ability to approach our race like ants, or we have the ability to approach our race like crabs.
Everything in the universe is whithin you. Ask all from yourself.
People say I've got a bad reputation. I think I've got the best reputation in the building.
I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember
I went to Oxford University - but I've never let that hold me back.
In a time of universal deceit - telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
Time is the only thing you can't buy.
Okay, everyone please be completely quiet, because I can literally hear a whisper, and it’ll throw off my stream of consciousness, and when I get my stream of consciousness going that’s when I give the best, illest quotes. Literally, a whisper can throw it off.
A lot of girls annoy me who go to university - one girl told me she was going to Oxford because it was something to do between leaving school and getting married. And I've got to pay for that being an income tax payer.
Follow your dreams and the universe will open doors where there we only walls.
I want to prove that you don't have to come from Oxford University or Rada - and you don't have to have parents that support you - to succeed.
One of my biggest Achilles’ heels has been my ego.
And if I, Kanye West, the very person, can remove my ego, I think there’s hope for everyone.
Clothing should be like food. There should never be a $5000 sweater. You know what should cost $5000? A car.
Be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars.
The king to Oxford sent a troop of horse, For Tories own no argument but force;
With equal care, to Cambridge books he sent, For Whigs allow no force but argument.
Time is the only luxury. It's the only thing you can't get back. If you lose your luggage - I'm not gonna say the obvious brand of luggage that I'd normally say because I've got a meeting with them soon - if you lose your expensive luggage at the airport, you can get that back. You can't get the time back.
We have all seen with a sense of nausea the abject, squalid, shameless avowal made in the Oxford Union. We are told that we ought not to treat it seriously. The Times talked of the childrens hour. I disagree. It is a very disquieting and disgusting symptom. One can almost feel the curl of contempt upon the lips of the manhood of Germany, Italy, and France when they read the message sent out by Oxford University in the name of Young England. Let them be assured that it is not the last word. But before they blame, as blame they should, these callow ill-tutored youths, they must be sure that they have not been set a bad example by people much older and much higher up.
Learn how to see. Realize that everything connects to everything else!
No sovereign, no court, no personal loyalty, no aristocracy, no church, no clergy, no army, no diplomatic service, no country gentlemen, no palaces, no castles, nor manors, nor old country-houses, nor parsonages, nor thatched cottages nor ivied ruins; no cathedrals, nor abbeys, nor little Norman churches; no great Universities nor public schools -- no Oxford, nor Eton, nor Harrow; no literature, no novels, no museums, no pictures, no political society, no sporting class -- no Epsom nor Ascot! Some such list as that might be drawn up of the absent things in American life.
I could, I think, quite easily have gone to Oxford.
I got four good A levels, but my father's income was such that I wouldn't have got a grant, and he wouldn't let me go to university, and that was the end of it.
For nine years, till the spring of 1881, we lived in Oxford, in a little house north of the Parks, in what was then the newest quarter of the University town.
When a man no longer confuses himself with the definition of himself that others have given him, he is at once universal and unique.
I recommend Doug Sweeney's recent book [Jonathan] Edwards the Exegete (Oxford University Press, 2015), which is a terrific treatment of the way in which Edwards was steeped in the Bible, so that it shaped the whole of his thinking.
A dining club which I was involved in at Oxford University invited Sir Isaiah Berlin to dinner, who I believe was probably the greatest liberal philosopher in the 20th century. I sat beside him and we spoke about liberal philosophy and the events of the 20th century all night over dinner - it was unforgettable!
The drama school was in Oxford - and it's funny to think of it, but in those days when I started out the University was nearly all male. And they certainly weren't mixed.
Everything in the universe is within you. Ask all for yourself.
I was invited. Oxford University Press is simply as prestigious a press as there is so when they come to your door and invite you to be a part of something like this, you say yes. It truly is an honor to work with them, particularly on a project as large as this one. The story of how they came to me is a good lesson though about the unexpected and creating new opportunities.
There are many important books on oral history.
My book was the launch title in the Understanding Qualitative Research series with Oxford University Press. I think what makes my book and all of the series books unique is the emphasis on writing instruction for researchers who want to use the method being described.
It was in the beginning of the month of November, 17--, when a young English gentleman, who had just left the university of Oxford, made use of the liberty afforded him, to visit some parts of the north of England; and curiosity extended his tour into the adjacent frontier of the sister country.
Upon the present occasion London was full of clergymen.
The specially clerical clubs, the Oxford and Cambridge, the Old University, and the Athenaeum, were black with them.
I often think how much easier the world would have been to manage if Herr Hitler and Signor Mussolini had been at Oxford.