Soaring Quotes

The reason why I decided to wait two years after the Bond movie, and to work with Ang Lee in a martial arts movie, is because I really believe that this genre deserves more respect and dignity than it`s ever been given. Before, people saw it as a fairy tale; they felt they could take it easy. But it shouldn`t be about that. It`s so steeped in our culture, it should have more depth to it. It`s never easy to find that balance, when it`s such a magical type of film, to make you accept our soaring to the skies... it was a risk, but when we did this movie, it was for a Western audience.

(on whether he harbored any resentment at his forced retirement from the stage after he was fired by Britain`s National Theater) I should be soaring away with my head tilted slightly toward the gods, feeding on the caviar of Shakespeare . . . An actor must act.

Rich, supple and shining, it was in its prime capable of effortlessly soaring from a smoky mezzo to the pure soprano gold of a perfectly spun high C.

The far more threatening problem is elsewhere - shrinking pensions, collapsed personal savings and soaring costs for health insurance.

Technology, like art, is a soaring exercise of the human imagination.

Republican leadership in Congress let the energy companies write the energy bill that sent prices soaring, and has turned a blind eye to the struggles of working families trying to make ends meet.

One of my great joys in life is being a pilot. There is a great sense of freedom in soaring through the sky. You get a different perspective up there. Seeing things that aren`t so apparent from the ground.

Soaring prescription drug costs have placed a tremendous strain on family budgets. They have also imposed a heavy burden on employers - both public and private - who are struggling to provide affordable health insurance coverage to their workers.

Soaring healthcare costs in America are motivating clients to look abroad for quality dental services at reasonable prices.

Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways and sings, and children`s faces looking up, holding wonder like a cup.

I am bourgeois to the core and parochial beyond belief, and yet I am drawn to art and scholarship as my anti-type, my shadow, the voice of distinction I never possessed. I don`t think of myself as a teacher so much as an impersonator of profundities, inhabiting the wisdom of texts with the naked confidence that the value of the genius I espouse transcends the particular fraud that I am the one espousing it. And it doesn`t even matter to me that no one seems to be listening; those who listen that I don`t know about are enough to keep me going--soaring on the wings of borrowed metaphors.