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Joyce Kilmer quote: "The fairy poet takes a sheet. Of moonbeam, silver white; His..."
The fairy poet takes a sheet. Of moonbeam, silver white; His ink is dew from daisies sweet, His pen a point of light. Joyce Kilmer
He wished she knew his impressions, but he would as soon as thought of carrying an odour in a net as of attempting to convey the intangibles of his feeling in the coarse meshes of language. So he remained silent. Thomas Hardy
One more time? For the audience?" he says. His voice isn't angry. It's hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the bread is slipping away from me. I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go. Suzanne Collins
Woe to you, my Princess, when I come. I will kiss you quite red and feed you till you are plump. And if you are froward, you shall see who is the stronger, a gentle little girl who doesn't eat enough, or a big wild man who has cocaine in his body. -- A love letter from Freud to his fiance. Sigmund Freud
This church does not belong to its President. Its head is the Lord Jesus Christ, whose name each of us has taken upon ourselves. We are all in this great endeavor together. We are here to assist our Father in His work and His glory. . . . Your obligation is as serious in your sphere of responsibility as is my obligation in my sphere. No calling in this church is small or of little consequence. Gordon B. Hinckley
William Shakespeare quote: "While he was drunk asleep, or in his rage, or in the..."
While he was drunk asleep, or in his rage, or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed. William Shakespeare
He was California from the tips of his port wine loafers to the buttoned and tieless brown and yellow checked shirt inside his rough cream sports jacket. Raymond Chandler
And [he] sailed back over a yearand in and out of weeksand through a day and into the night of his very own roomwhere he found his supper waiting for himand it was still hot Maurice Sendak
Ralph Waldo Emerson quote: "A great man quotes bravely, and will not draw on his invention..."
A great man quotes bravely, and will not draw on his invention when his memory serves him with a word just as good. Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every habit he's ever had is still there in his body, lying dormant like flowers in the desert. Given the right conditions, all his old addictions would burst into full and luxuriant bloom. Margaret Atwood
Human nature is so constituted that the propensity for evil is always intensified by external circumstances, and the morality of the individual depends much more on the conditions of his existence and the environment in which he lives than on his own will. Mikhail Bakunin
For the first time, also, I felt what the duties of a creator toward his creature were, and that i ought to render him happy before I complained of his wickedness. Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat; you see I’m just another snowman standing in the rain and sleet who loved you with his frozen love, his second hand physique, with all he is and all he was a thousand kisses deep. Leonard Cohen
Love is a vicarious principle. A mother suffers for and with her sick child, as a patriot suffers for his country. No wonder that the Son of Man visited this dark, sinful, wretched earth by becoming Man - Christ's unity with the sinful was due to His love! Love burdens itself with the wants and woes and losses and even the wrongs of others. Fulton J. Sheen
By proof we feel. Our power sufficient to disturb his Heav'n, And with perpetual inrodes to alarm, Though inaccessible, his fatal Throne: Which if not Victory is yet Revenge. John Milton

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