Charlotte Bronte Quotes
There's no use in weeping, Though we are condemned to part: There's such a thing as keeping, A remembrance in one's heart.
Charlotte Bronte
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A mass of dust, world's momentary slave, Is man, in state of our old Adam made, Soon born to die, soon flourishing to fade.
Barnabe Barnes
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With Spotify, people don't get it until they try it. Then they tell their friends.
Daniel Ek
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YouTube has become more mature, both as a platform and as a community. So much content has been added in almost every conceivable category that there are no more free passes on just getting there first. I think there are greater expectations for audience participation, the kind of participation that makes a real impact in a show's community.
Ze Frank
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Of course there may well be particular reasons why Spencer rather than others is dead, as there were also particular reasons why he rather than others made such a stir.
Talcott Parsons
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Starting with 'Forever, Interrupted,' I somehow convinced myself that in order to create content, I had to consume content. What this means is that I have legitimized binge-watching television and told myself that I must do it for work.
Taylor Jenkins Reid
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I used to dance when I was younger - ballet and modern dance.
Nastassja Kinski
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Is there not a sort of remorse that precedes sin? Was it remorse at the very fact that I existed?
Yukio Mishima
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A noble heart will always capitulate to reason.
Friedrich Schiller
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If you no longer live, if you my beloved, my love, if you have died, all the leaves will fall in my breast, it will rain in my soul night and day, the snow will burn my heart, I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow, my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, but I shall live
Pablo Neruda
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I don't understand why I'm not dead. When your heart breaks, you should die
Tony Kushner
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What came first the chicken or the dickhead?
Alexander David Turner
Arctic Monkeys
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There's no use in weeping, Though we are condemned to part: There's such a thing as keeping, A remembrance in one's heart.
Charlotte Bronte