Geoffrey Chaucer Quotes
For which he wex a litel red for shame, Whan he the peple upon him herde cryen, That to beholde it was a noble game, How sobreliche he caste doun his yen. Criseyda gan al his chere aspyen, And let so softe it in her herte sinke That to herself she seyde, 'Who yaf me drinke?'
Geoffrey Chaucer
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I was on some TV shows with Lady Gaga the other week, and you could see the difference in reaction between her fans and my fans outside. She comes out, and she looks like a star, and the reaction is just tears, crying, people going, 'Oh my God, Oh my God.' My fans are like: 'Alright, Ed.'
Ed Sheeran
A person's self-esteem has nothing to do with how she looks.
Halle Berry
If I had a robot friend, he or she would be electric.
Kat Dennings
I feel able to steal from Emily Dickinson because she's both wonderful and dead.
Mal Peet
Cricket is not everything, not by any means, but it is a large part of who I am. Therefore, I want to play in all formats of the game and to play as much as possible because, before long, it will be over.
Mahendra Singh Dhoni
I'd love to work with Michelle Williams. I think that she's incredible. She's such a great actress and I love her.
Abigail Breslin
When my mother was young, only two professions were open to women ; teaching and nursing. She chose nursing, but the teaching profession was full of talented women like her, confined there in part because they had few career options.
Bruce Rauner
There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent or hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
There are people who have really high expectations for what we're doing. I have to not think about that so that I can be free and play around every day and not feel like I have to get it right. You want to be loose.
Katherine Waterston
No matter how far apart we are, don't forget that we're still under the same sky, both traveling to the place we once dreamed of.
Ayumi Hamasaki
You dont have to hold on to the pain, to hold on to the memory.
Janet Jackson
For which he wex a litel red for shame, Whan he the peple upon him herde cryen, That to beholde it was a noble game, How sobreliche he caste doun his yen. Criseyda gan al his chere aspyen, And let so softe it in her herte sinke That to herself she seyde, 'Who yaf me drinke?'
Geoffrey Chaucer