Charlotte Bronte Quotes
Human beings must love something, and, in the dearth of worthier objects of affection, I contrived to find a pleasure in loving and cherishing a faded graven image, shabby as a miniature scarecrow. It puzzles me now to remember with what absurd sincerity I doated on this little toy, half fancying it alive and capable of sensation. I could not sleep unless it was folded in my night-gown; and when it lay there safe and warm, I was comparatively happy, believing it to be happy likewise.
Charlotte Bronte
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I have changed so much as an actor over the years.
Vincent D'Onofrio
How can you go wrong with two people in love? If a good boy loves a good girl, good. If a good boy loves another good boy, good. And if a good girl loves the goodness in good boys and good girls, then all you have is more goodness, and goodness has nothing to do with sexual orientation.
Fiona Apple
For me, seeing the target and not seeing the target doesn't make any difference.
Im Dong-Hyun
From my very first movie, what was my concentration, my inspiration, was I didn't want to narrate something, I didn't want to tell a story. I wanted to show something, I wanted for them to make their own story from what they were seeing.
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I would gladly admit women are superior to men if only they would stop trying to be the same as us.
Sacha Guitry
Faith is trust in ultimate meaning.
Viktor E. Frankl
French novels generally treat of the relations of women to the world and to lovers, after marriage; consequently there is a great deal in French novels about adultery, about improper relations between the sexes, about many things which the English public would not allow.
Lafcadio Hearn
Me and Miz are one and the same. I share some of the qualities he has and I need to learn some things from him, but there's absolutely no jealousy here between the two of us.
Alex Riley
You might try a different fix, a stronger shot, a harder mix. But they wouldn’t get you, baby, and if everyone you know said you ought to let me go, you’d tell ’em they were crazy, so crazy.
Carly Pearce
Human beings must love something, and, in the dearth of worthier objects of affection, I contrived to find a pleasure in loving and cherishing a faded graven image, shabby as a miniature scarecrow. It puzzles me now to remember with what absurd sincerity I doated on this little toy, half fancying it alive and capable of sensation. I could not sleep unless it was folded in my night-gown; and when it lay there safe and warm, I was comparatively happy, believing it to be happy likewise.
Charlotte Bronte
