Frederick William Faber Quotes
See! he sinksWithout a word; and his ensanguined bierIs vacant in the west, while far and nearBehold! each coward shadow eastward shrinks,Thou dost not strive, O sun, nor dost thou cryAmid thy cloud-built streets.
Frederick William Faber
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You have to let it all hang out, let go of the ideas that were more comfortable and embrace some of the sadness in your life.
Madeleine Peyroux
I used to listen to country and western and blues, John Lee Hooker, spirituals, the Bluegrass Boys, and Eddie Arnold. There was a radio station that come on everyday with country, spirituals, and the blues.
Otis Rush
It's not easy trying to navigate your internal world in the public eye.
Natasha Lyonne
New York for me is about work. If L.A. were to become a West Coast version of that, I'd shoot myself. The climate, the lifestyle - it really fits as the yin to my New York yang.
Vera Wang
Towards the end of summer 2013, when school ended, I decided to re-download all of my social media channels and make videos again. The next day, I woke up and had 9,000 followers. I did the same thing the next day and woke up with 54,000 followers.
Nash Grier
As humans, we all want our own island. Of course, the truth is, we're never going to get it.
T. C. Boyle
Brooklyn, it's a great town, a great city. It's New York.
Patrick Ewing
Distributed ledger technologies have the potential to help governments to collect taxes, deliver benefits, issue passports, record land registries, assure the supply chain of goods, and generally ensure the integrity of government records and services.
Mark Walport
I do like my wine.
Christine McVie
Fleetwood Mac
Every day is a good day to be alive, whether the sun's shining or not.
Martin David Robinson
I can make it through the rain,I can stand up once again,on my own, and I know,that I’m strong enough to mend,and every time I feel afraidI hold tighter to my faith,and I live one more dayand I make it through the rain.
Mariah Carey
See! he sinksWithout a word; and his ensanguined bierIs vacant in the west, while far and nearBehold! each coward shadow eastward shrinks,Thou dost not strive, O sun, nor dost thou cryAmid thy cloud-built streets.
Frederick William Faber