Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
Let the blue sky overhead, The green earth on which ye tread, All that must eternal be Witness the solemnity.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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I'd read Stone Cold's biography about how he lived on, like, raw potatoes, and I thought, this is all part of it. This is what wrestlers do, and this is what I'm going to do.
Becky Lynch
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And I love the twist. I love to fool you once, I love to fool you twice, and on the very last page, quite often - very last paragraph sometimes - I like to just play with your perception one more time in a way that makes everything that came before just a little bit different.
Harlan Coben
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As a writer, you should care about reluctant readers. You want these kids to feel like books are amazing and cool and that they're an escape.
Paolo Bacigalupi
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My screenwriting credits in my career are probably not dissimilar to some other ones in the sense that a lot of the scripts you write don't get made, and the ones that do get made are certainly - as a writer, they're not your vision.
Dan Gilroy
Breakfast Club
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We see God face to face every hour, and know the savor of Nature.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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I love to post behind-the-scenes photos of what is really going on. My twitter friends really seem to like that and the great thing is I can deliver them information right away.
Nancy O'Dell
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Fashion only seems to make sense if it's rooted in some dimension of history or if it feels like a continuation of an idea.
Douglas Coupland
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I didn't binge when I was pregnant.
Bethenny Frankel
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I'm sure everybody in a family has a person in their family that has a problem ? drug related or whatever. He happens to be the one. It's just one of those things where when he hurts, I hurt.
Gary Sheffield
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[London is] like the sight of a heavy sea from a rowing boat in the middle of the Atlantic.... One lives in it, afloat but half submerged in a heavy flood of brick, stone, asphalt, slate, steel, glass, concrete, and tarmac, seeing nothing fixable beyond a few score white spires that splash up like spits of foam above the next glum wave of dirty buildings.
V. S. Pritchett
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Water. Its sunny track in the plain; its splashing in the garden canal, the sound it makes when in its course it meets the mane ofthe grass; the diluted reflection of the sky together with the fleeting sight of the reeds; the Negresses fill their dripping gourds and their red clay containers; the song of the washerwomen; the gorged fields the tall crops ripening.
Jacques Roumain
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Let the blue sky overhead, The green earth on which ye tread, All that must eternal be Witness the solemnity.
Percy Bysshe Shelley