Emily Dickinson Quotes
I died for beauty but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed? "For beauty," I replied. "And I for truth, the two are one; We brethren are," he said. And so, as kinsmen met a night, We talked between the rooms, Until the moss had reached our lips, And covered up our names.
Emily Dickinson
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Although, you know it's been really nice to wear the Olympic kit, I'm looking forward to wearing non-sports, feminine clothes.
Victoria Pendleton
The more the heart is sated with joy, the more it becomes insatiable.
Gabrielle Roy
Managers today come up against a few more communication barriers. One is the pressure of time. Listening carefully takes time, and managers have little of that to spare. In today’s business culture especially, with its emphasis on speed, already pressed managers may give short shrift to the slower art of one-on-one communication.
Carl Rogers
Sejamos simples e calmos,Como os regatos e as árvores,E Deus amar-nos-á fazendo de nósBelos como as árvores e os regatos,E dar-nos-á verdor na sua primavera,E um rio aonde ir ter quando acabemos...E não nos dará mais nada, porque dar-nos mais seria tirar-nos mais.
Fernando Pessoa
You don't have shit to say now, do you?
Nate Diaz
Thus, in his belly, can he change a sin, Lust it comes out, that gluttony went in.
Ben Jonson
The truth is the middle class is not only stagnant but it is my fear that, without sustained and focused action, it is at risk of disappearing.
Jan Schakowsky
Kids know when you're pulling a fast one, storywise, and I think that even when they're being entertained, children want to hear the truth, just like adults do.
Lisa Graff
I'll always welcome some extra shifts and some extra ice time, and it's my job to be as prepared as possible to play those minutes.
Patrick Kane
I guess I got lucky with my sound.
John Scofield
I died for beauty but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed? "For beauty," I replied. "And I for truth, the two are one; We brethren are," he said. And so, as kinsmen met a night, We talked between the rooms, Until the moss had reached our lips, And covered up our names.
Emily Dickinson