Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
A wild dissolving bliss Over my frame he breathed, approaching near, And bent his eyes of kindling tenderness Near mine, and on my lips impressed a lingering kiss.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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I struggle if I have chaos around me, but at the same time, if I don't have it, I'm uncomfortable. It's a strange thing: If I don't have chaos, I create it.
Sam Taylor-Wood
I can create institutions, but I can't rewrite the chips in people's heads.
Paddy Ashdown
The best way to change it is to do it. Right? And then after a while you become it, and it's easy.
Ursula Burns
Words aren't very good at describing complicated, strange visual things. You can try, and the reader will have some sort of image in their mind, but words aren't good at that.
Yann Martel
Many people think fairy tales and retellings of fairy tales are only for children, but I'm not the only writer to take an old tale and retell it for a sophisticated adult audience.
Kate Forsyth
Newark might be one of few the places where the politics is tougher than even Brooklyn.
Hakeem Jeffries
Wedding fever is one of the scariest diseases I have ever seen.
Jessica Valenti
"Give us this day our daily bread," by "this day" we mean "at this time," when we either ask for that sufficiency, signifying the whole of our need under the name of bread, which is the outstanding part of it, or for the sacrament of the faithful, which is necessary at this time for attaining not so much this temporal as that eternal happiness.
Saint Augustine
Good morals lead to good laws.
Chuck Norris
People often think that looking in the mirror is about narcissism. Children look at their reflection to see who they are. And they want to see what they can do with it, how plastic they can be, if they can touch their nose with their tongue, or what it looks like when they cross their eyes.
Anjelica Huston
A wild dissolving bliss Over my frame he breathed, approaching near, And bent his eyes of kindling tenderness Near mine, and on my lips impressed a lingering kiss.
Percy Bysshe Shelley