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Winston Churchill quote: "A preposition is a terrible thing to end a sentence with."
A preposition is a terrible thing to end a sentence with. Winston Churchill
The soil of a man's heart is stonier [...] A man grows what he can... and he tends it" - Jud Crandall, Chapter 22 (near end) Pet Sematary Stephen King
There's got to be a moment when that baby [flying] squirrel looks from the end of one branch to the tree six feet away and thinks twice about making a leap. Falling in love is no different; it's the moment that we close our eyes and throw away everything that seems reasonable and hope to God there's someone or something waiting to catch us on the other side. Jodi Picoult
A level of a house, his father has told him, is called a story. Nathaniel likes that. It makes him feel like may be he is living between the covers of a book himself. Like may be everyone in every home is sure to get a happy ending. Jodi Picoult
The words in this book are all phooey. When you say them, your lips will make slips and back flips and your tongue may end up in Saint Looey! Dr. Seuss
Pancho Villa quote: "Don’t let it end like this. Tell them I said something."
Don’t let it end like this. Tell them I said something. Pancho Villa
It is only in the CREATION that all the ideas and concepts of the word of God can come together. The Creation speaks a universal language that does not depend on any human speech or language. It is an eternal 'original copy' that all men can read. It cannot be faked or counterfeited. It cannot be lost or changed. It cannot be kept secret. It does not depend on man deciding whether to publish it or not. It publishes itself from one end of the earth to the other. It preaches to all the nations,... Thomas Paine
Suddenly I'm as if cast out, and this solitude surrounds meas something vast and unbounded, when my feeling, standing on the hillsof my breasts, cries out for wingsor for an end. Rainer Maria Rilke
Thomas Carlyle quote: "The battle that never ends is the battle of belief against..."
The battle that never ends is the battle of belief against disbelief Thomas Carlyle
Each day had a tranquility a timelessness about it so that you wished it would never end. But then the dark skin of the night would peel off and there would be a fresh day waiting for us glossy and colorful as a child's transfer and with the same tinge of unreality. Gerald Durrell
The present moment dies every moment to become the past , is reborn every moment into the future. All experience is now. Now never ends. Deepak Chopra
Granny bit her lip. She was never quite certain about children, thinking of them-when she thought about them at all-as coming somewhere between animals and people. She understood babies. You put milk in one end and kept the other as clean as possible. Adults were even easier, because they did the feeding and cleaning themselves. But in between was a world of experience that she had never really inquired about. As far as she was aware, you just tried to stop them catching anything fatal and... Terry Prachett
His was the holiest face I ever saw. My very name turned holy on his tongue. If he had bade me rise and follow to the end of time, I would have gone. If he had bade me die for him, I would have died. When I deserved it least, God gave me most. I think it was the savior's face I saw. Frederick Buechner
Taylor Swift quote: "When we meet someone and we fall in love we don’t ever imagine..."
When we meet someone and we fall in love we don’t ever imagine that it’s going to end. Taylor Swift
If on a winter's night a traveler, outside the town of Malbork, leaning from the steep slope without fear of wind or vertigo, looks down in the gathering shadow in a network of lines that enlace, in a network of lines that intersect, on the carpet of leaves illuminated by the moon around an empty grave-What story down there awaits its end?-he asks, anxious to hear the story. Italo Calvino

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