Charlotte Bronte Quotes
We wove a web in childhood, A web of sunny air; We dug a spring in infancy Of water pure and fair; We sowed in youth a mustard seed, We cut an almond rod; We are now grown up to riper age Are they withered in the sod?
Charlotte Bronte
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'Idol' was groundbreaking television. I am very fortunate to have won the show at the time. 'Idol' changed my life, and I am thankful.
Taylor Hicks
I just wish that people will be kinder to me when I pass away.
Yoko Ono
As a memorial, I'd like a statue. Not of me, but a little modern statue, in marble or bronze, maybe of a bird, in a park where children could play and people going by could see it. On it, I'd just like it to say: 'Maeve Binchy, storyteller' and people could look at the name and remember that they'd seen it somewhere else.
Maeve Binchy
Too many times, the international community has not prepared the post-conflict period in time.
Federica Mogherini
The problem with forbearance is that it always looks like a good thing to do until it stops working.
Raghuram Rajan
I'm really enamored with the idea of a reformed society, and I've always been fascinated with the Dark Ages as well as the power vacuum that followed the fall of the Roman Empire.
Victoria Aveyard
I've had a job since I was 11. I had a paper route, I worked at a video store, I was a toy doll at FAO Schwartz when I was in high school. And I think that it's made me really disciplined when it came to pursuing acting, because I had no clue how to go about it.
Cara Buono
I know this sounds generic, but I'm so happy to be home with my husband, my family, and my dog.
Fergie
The Black Eyed Peas
I love big, bold, truthful theater - the tradition of Victorian theater.
Harold Prince
Anytime I hear that somebody's really rich, the first question is, 'Do you do anything with it? Or do you, like, chill? You just sit on it?'
Kristen Stewart
Well of all things in the world, I don't suppose anything can be so dreadful as a public wedding--my stars!--I should never be able to support it!
Fanny Burney
We wove a web in childhood, A web of sunny air; We dug a spring in infancy Of water pure and fair; We sowed in youth a mustard seed, We cut an almond rod; We are now grown up to riper age Are they withered in the sod?
Charlotte Bronte