Philip Sidney Quotes
....But words came halting forth, wanting Invention's stay,Invention, Nature's child, fled step-dame Study's blows,And others' feet still seemed but strangers in my way.Thus great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes,Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite:'Fool,' said my Muse to me, 'look in thy heart and write.'
Philip Sidney
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Patrick Nielsen Hayden
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Walid Jumblatt
Too many times, the international community has not prepared the post-conflict period in time.
Federica Mogherini
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Pablo Sandoval
Oddly, a search for 'jeggings' in my email inbox shows that my first exposure to the phenomenon came from - wait for it - Mike Allen of 'Politico,' who helpfully explained the concept on December 20, 2009.
Rachel Sklar
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Nate Powell
I'm a very, very stubborn man.
Dave Van Ronk
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Donald Tusk
I enjoy passing time in my house. I'll get up, head out on the terrace, think about what to do, fool around oiling the floorboards or hanging pictures askew.
Daniel Bruhl
Faith that it's not always in your hands or things don't always go the way you planned, but you have to have faith that there is a plan for you, and you must follow your heart and believe in yourself no matter what.
Martina McBride
....But words came halting forth, wanting Invention's stay,Invention, Nature's child, fled step-dame Study's blows,And others' feet still seemed but strangers in my way.Thus great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes,Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite:'Fool,' said my Muse to me, 'look in thy heart and write.'
Philip Sidney