Charlotte Bronte Quotes
All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.
Charlotte Bronte
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All my life the only thing I've been good at has been climbing and throwing myself off big things.
Bear Grylls
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Winning the peace is harder than winning the war.
Xavier Becerra
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My parents live out in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of this peach orchard. It's actually Peach County, one of the largest peach-growing counties in Georgia. It's very rural, and there is nothing much going on, so I guess that's had a big influence on everything as far as just not having much to do.
Washed Out
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Being a pop star is something I don't think I'm very good at. I'm worried it's making me too paranoid, because all of a sudden, life has become this constant assessment. When you put something out there and people get to hear it, then those people react to it, socially, culturally.
Laura Mvula
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The United Nations has become a place where many countries seek to achieve a lynching of the United States by resolution.
Vernon A. Walters
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In 1930s mysteries, all sorts of motives were credible which aren't credible today, especially motives of preventing guilty sexual secrets from coming out. Nowadays, people sell their guilty sexual secrets.
P. D. James
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The strange thing is, no matter what, when you become some kind of public figure, you have your go-to answers for all scenarios and instances.
Jack Osbourne
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It would be nice to be on the charts again, nice to be recognised.
Nancy Sinatra
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For most of my life, I, like many Americans, had greeted the idea of an arranged marriage with a mixture of fascination and skepticism.
Elizabeth Flock
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Oh, heart, let's never grow too old To smile anew, when Christmas comes, At tassels red and tinsel thread, And tarlatan bags f sugarplums.
Nancy Byrd Turner
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All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.
Charlotte Bronte