Emily Dickinson Quotes
There's a certain Slant of light, Winter afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us— We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are.... When it comes, the Landscape listens— Shadows—hold their breath— When it goes, 'tis like the Distance On the look of Death.
Emily Dickinson
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You have to change your life for yourself, and it's about the fun of getting there - sitting in the tour van, breaking down on the side of the road, you know, having a laugh with the guys in the band, making mistakes with nobody watching.
Imelda May
Money is not the only answer, but it makes a difference.
Barack Obama
I have always been far more interested in sound than technique, and how sounds work together, how they can be layered. I think electronic music, in its infancy anyway, allowed us to create music in a way that hadn't really been possible before. It created a new kind of musician.
Gary Numan
People are always neglecting something they can do in trying to do something they can't do.
E. W. Howe
Back then it was a very realistic thing for me. My own thing was, you know, wake up at 5 in the afternoon, it's dark out, hang out, maybe take a shower, then start drinking, start smoking pot, go out with friends, get wasted.
Jack Osbourne
This is serious, and you gotta keep your mind open in case an idea comes along-you want there to be some room for it to fit in.
Orson Scott Card
Pleasant, a steed in a leather halter; Also pleasant, alliance with a king. Pleasant, the hero that destroys not the yielding; Also pleasant, the splendid Cymraec language.
Taliesin
Worrying about the dunya is a darkness in the heart, while worrying about akhirah is a light in the heart.
Uthman ibn Affan
A new state, if it wants to join the European Union, has to apply to become a member of the European Union like any state.
Jose Manuel Barroso
I don't do any amount of stunts.
Sean William Scott
There's a certain Slant of light, Winter afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us— We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are.... When it comes, the Landscape listens— Shadows—hold their breath— When it goes, 'tis like the Distance On the look of Death.
Emily Dickinson