Paul Eluard Quotes
Your eyes in which I travel Have given to signs along the roads A meaning alien to the earth.
Paul Eluard
Quotes to Explore
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It's physically hard for me to work. I start to break down, physically. My joints start. I get weepy eyes. I don't sleep well. I was never a hard worker, I guess. So the voiceover work ethic is really great for me - couple days a month, two hours a day.
H. Jon Benjamin
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I'm outraged that we're building roads, schools, and hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan, and that we're doing it with borrowed money from China that we're paying interest on. I'm outraged.
Gary Johnson
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The half hour between waking and rising has all my life proved propitious to any task which was exercising my invention... It was always when I first opened my eyes that the desired ideas thronged upon me.
Walter Scott
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At the age of eight I became, in my own eyes at least, a writer.
Zilpha Keatley Snyder
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To draw you must close your eyes and sing.
Pablo Picasso
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I might be better able to help parents of dying children, but for quite a while I felt less able, too emotionally involved. And from that time on, I could rarely discuss the death of a child without tears welling up into my eyes.
C. Everett Koop
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The sun, that brave man, Comes through boughs that lie in wait, That brave man.Green and gloomy eyes In dark forms of the grass Run away.The good stars, Pale helms and spiky spurs, Run away.Fears of my bed, Fears of life and fears of death, Run away.That brave man comes up From below and walks without meditation, That brave man.
Wallace Stevens
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I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen.
Avril Lavigne
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And God help you if you are a phoenix, and you dare to rise up from the ash.A thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy, while you're just flying past.
Ani DiFranco
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From my youth upwardsMy spirit walk'd not with the souls of men,Nor look'd upon the earth with human eyes;The thirst of their ambition was not mine,The aim of their existence was not mine;My joys, my griefs, my passions, and my powersMade me a stranger.
Lord Byron
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We are as much as we see. Faith is sight and knowledge. The hands only serve the eyes.
Henry David Thoreau
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Somewhere in the gray wood by the river is the huntsman and in the brooming corn and in the castellated press of cities. His work lies all wheres and his hounds tire not. I have seen them in a dream, slaverous and wild and their eyes crazed with ravening for souls in this world. Fly them.
Cormac McCarthy
