Walt Whitman Quotes
In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash'd palings, Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green, with many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love, With every leaf a miracle - and from this bush in the dooryard, With delicate-color'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green, A sprig with its flower I break.
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I love ABC Family!
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I love Twitter.
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I love my real mom and dad; I love them both equally.
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I love sparkly eyes for the holidays, especially New Year's Eve.
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It is a true miracle when a man finally sees himself as his only opposition.
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I love a good Dorothy L. Sayers.
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The process of making a movie is what I love. I thrive on that. It's an exciting miracle, a mad adventure. I love being part of it.
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I love dancing.
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I love traveling. I've been doing it since I was 16.
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I love 'I Love Lucy,' and I have the DVD set of 'I Love Lucy.'
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ESPN is a very anchor-driven network, which I love.
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I will revive the legend of the economic miracle, making the country a place where people have no worry about living and young people merrily go to work.
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Every week when my batch of weekly cartoons would go to FedEx, it felt like a small miracle. Then in a few days, it's 'Here we go again.'
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I love imperfections.
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Forgiveness is the answer to the child's dream of a miracle by which what is broken is made whole again, what is soiled is made clean again.
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This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love: the more they give, the more they possess.
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I love Paul Rudd.
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I love Jidenna and Leon Bridges.
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We are unhappy because we no longer have our self esteem. We are unhappy, because we no longer believe we are a special miracle, a special creation of God. We have lost faith in ourselves.
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In this world, I've got no choice: there is nothing left at all; and you don't notice, but that's all right: you don't know what it's like.
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It's hard to teach passionately about something that you don't have a passion for.
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In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash'd palings, Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green, with many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love, With every leaf a miracle - and from this bush in the dooryard, With delicate-color'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green, A sprig with its flower I break.
