Emily Dickinson Quotes
MY river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I ’ll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks,— Say, sea, Take me!
Emily Dickinson
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Judge of your natural character by what you do in your dreams.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
When it comes to rapacious 19th century capitalism, my family's hands are clean.
Calvin Trillin
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.
Walter Scott
Our deals and performance speak for themselves. And whoever doesn't feel comfortable investing with us will not.
Dan Gertler
My dad said, 'Cam, you can make this situation a dream or you can make this situation a nightmare.' That struck a fire under me. That was my drive.
Cam Newton
Racism, xenophobia and unfair discrimination have spawned slavery, when human beings have bought and sold and owned and branded fellow human beings as if they were so many beasts of burden.
Desmond Tutu
The society of dead authors has this advantage over that of the living: they never flatter us to our faces, nor slander us behind our backs, nor intrude upon our privacy, nor quit their shelves until we take them down.
Charles Caleb Colton
When I wrote the song, I had the sea near Bombay in mind. We stayed at a hotel by the sea, and the fishermen come up at five in the morning and they were all chanting. And we went on the beach and we got chased by a mad dog - big as a donkey.
Ray Davies
The Kinks
I wrote a lot of poetry that was based on stories of the sea and I was really inspired by that.
Ellie Goulding
Wherever Harry went inside the tiny cottage or its garden, he could hear the constant ebb and flow of the sea, like the breathing of some great, slumbering creature.
Joanne Rowling
MY river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I ’ll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks,— Say, sea, Take me!
Emily Dickinson
