Emily Dickinson Quotes
After great pain, a formal feeling comes — The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs — The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, And Yesterday, or Centuries before? The Feet, mechanical, go round — Of Ground, or Air, or Ought — A Wooden way Regardless grown, A Quartz contentment, like a stone — This is the Hour of Lead — Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow — First — Chill — then Stupor — then the letting go —
Emily Dickinson
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Growing up, I was taught that a man has to defend his family. When the wolf is trying to get in, you gotta stand in the doorway.
B. B. King
Marriage, in life, is like a duel in the midst of a battle.
Edmond About
I have good stamina and good endurance.
J. R. Martinez
The 'Family Ties' role was the first of many gay roles that I've ended up playing. I remember that I made them laugh, and it made me feel good, 'cause it really cracked them up.
Hank Azaria
I wanted it not to be true. I wanted it not to be her plane. I wanted it - I wanted, if it was her plane, to have somehow survived because she was in the back of the airplane. But we know that doesn't happen, not with those sorts of things.
Ted Olson
The best thing about being in New York is the people, and you get to walk everywhere.
Taraji P. Henson
I had this dream to become a writer since I was a teenager.
Paulo Coelho
It is not enough to invent new machines, new regulations, or new institutions. We must understand differently and more perfectly the true purpose of our existence on this earth.
Vaclav Havel
It doesn't matter if the Republican or the Democratic candidate wins the governorship of Hawaii. Either one is already in the kingdom.
Ed Silvoso
I've witnessed so many meetings and conferences where people are trying to figure out what young people think, and my feeling has consistently been that you should just ask them.
Tavi Gevinson
After great pain, a formal feeling comes — The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs — The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, And Yesterday, or Centuries before? The Feet, mechanical, go round — Of Ground, or Air, or Ought — A Wooden way Regardless grown, A Quartz contentment, like a stone — This is the Hour of Lead — Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow — First — Chill — then Stupor — then the letting go —
Emily Dickinson
