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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The best history is but like the art of Rembrandt; it casts a vivid light on certain selected causes, on those which were best and greatest; it leaves all the rest in shadow and unseen.
Walter Bagehot
I always wanted to know, and I always used to daydream, about what it would be like to stand on a really big stage and sing songs for a lot of people, songs that I had written... Daydreaming was kind of my No. 1 thing when I was little, because I didn't have much of a social life going on.
Taylor Swift
It's always great to visit Taranaki; it's beautiful, and I've caught some great waves there.
Xavier Rudd
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
I love European films in general. If I were to go to the movie store or something, that's what I like to see.
Emmanuelle Chriqui
How people treat you is their karma; how you react is yours.
Wayne Dyer
I always felt more comfortable with a full face of makeup.
Andra Day
Nothing so good as a university education, nor worse than a university without its education.
Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton
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