Geoffrey Chaucer Quotes
For I am shave as neigh as any frere. But yit I praye unto youre curteisye: Beeth hevy again, or elles moot I die.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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I just think old old movies, they make you concentrate and pay attention so much more. They feel so warm. A lot of modern digital videotape, it's just too bright. Don't know why, it's not warm.
Jack White
The White Stripes
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If you're not going to offend somebody you don't need the First Amendment.
Larry Flynt
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I just hate losing and that gives you an extra determination to work harder.
Wayne Rooney
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For the U.S., as the largest player in the global environment, unintended consequences are magnified.
Ian Lustick
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I'm one of those people who happen to like trees. I don't know why - I just do. As a kid, I loved to climb them. The distant, upper branches, especially, were celestial and alluring.
Ian Frazier
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You've got to respond to that and of course thinking through the role of a left party in the modern world, in the modern economy and society and having a policy response to that.
Patricia Hewitt
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And, because there was an honesty about all that was going on. It connected with the people in the street.
Benjamin Earl King
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One of the many reasons I love living in New York is that we get a front row seat to the innumerable thrills that take place here - from conventions and awards shows, to parades and U.N. assemblies. But my favorite New York tradition is the annual New Year's Eve ball-drop on Times Square.
Marlo Thomas
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Ah, I have kept Him waiting when I ought not, but He has waited even then. Always waiting - so patient with my foolishness, my weakness, my fear. Our fellowship is with God, and fellowship is friendship, and friendship means that partnership which, on His part, is the accommodating of His strength to my weakness.
G. Campbell Morgan
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The tree forsakes not the flower: the flower falls from the tree.
Alexandre Dumas
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For I am shave as neigh as any frere. But yit I praye unto youre curteisye: Beeth hevy again, or elles moot I die.
Geoffrey Chaucer