Hart Crane Quotes
Permit me voyage, love, into your hands.
Hart Crane
Quotes to Explore
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As a kid, I got teased about my unibrow. Now I love my brows.
Cara Delevingne
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At first blush, it seems odd that loser lit books are rejected initially, then go on to be fiercely loved by legions of readers. This apparent contradiction might be due to the fact that if they didn't screw up their lives, most losers would be the kind of power-elite, Type A go-getters whom readers love to hate.
Kate Christensen
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I love doing impressions of politicians because the task is always to imagine the private lives of these people whose job it is to project an image of staunch, unflinching leadership and grace, and that's just not how human beings, in their heart of hearts, work.
Kate McKinnon
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You have to really love women in order to really just have a respect for women and love them. No man - I don't care what kind of man it is, how feminine he is - they never could understand what we go through as far as physically and mentally.
Vanessa Ferlito
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I love to clean my ears. I've heard that you're not supposed to do it every day, but I throw caution to the wind for some quality time with a strong Q-Tip.
Rachel Nichols
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People have told me that they cannot put down 'If I Stay' after reading it, and readers have become very invested in the love story between Adam and Mia.
Gayle Forman
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I love a good massage, and they gotta go deep.
Zoe Lister-Jones
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Love should bring joy, it should grant a person peace, but here and not, it was bringing only pain.
Nicholas Sparks
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The Negro was freed and turned loose as a penniless, landless, naked, ignorant laborer. Ninety-nine per cent were field hands and servants of the lowest class.
W. E. B. Du Bois
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When 'Romeo and Juliet' came along, I fell in love with the way that it was written and how innocent and vulnerable it was and how different it was from 'True Grit.' I really liked that.
Hailee Steinfeld
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And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
Pablo Neruda
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Permit me voyage, love, into your hands.
Hart Crane