Ruth Pitter Quotes
All in November's soaking mist We stand and prune the naked tree, While all our love and interest Seem quenched in the blue-nosed misery.
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I'm always on the phone because I'm usually not with the people I want to be with.
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The reason can only be this: heroic poetry depends on an heroic age, and an age is heroic because of what it is, not because of what it does.
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Passive fatalism can never be the role of a revolutionary party, like the Social Democracy.
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But though cognition is not an element of mental action, nor even in any real sense of the word an aspect of it, the distinction of cognition and conation has if properly defined a definite value.
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I'm most excited about all of the non-currency uses of the block chain's ledger-ordering ability. I have no idea which ones will turn out to be successful, but I'm glad all of that experimenting is happening.
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In Hollywood, the women are all peaches. It makes one long for an apple occasionally.
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I think life gives you lemons, and the thing that I'm working on doing is not watering it down, not putting sugar in it. Just drink it straight. The more you can take life head on... it's gonna make you a better person, and then you have nothing left to be afraid of. And what an awesome way to live.
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Mathematical science shows what is. It is the language of unseen relations between things. But to use and apply that language, we must be able fully to appreciate, to feel, to seize the unseen, the unconscious.
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One of the secrets of a successful life is to be able to hold all of our energies upon one point, to focus all of the scattered rays of the mind upon one place or thing.
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Decomposition, for most, starts when they leave the free, social, and uncorrupted college life for the solitary confinement of professions and nuclear families.
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switch (ref $@) OverflowError => warn 'Dam needs to be drained'; DomainError => warn 'King needs to be trained'; NuclearWarError => die;
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For, as blushing will sometimes make a whore pass for a virtuous woman, so modesty may make a fool seem a man of sense.
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Μέγας γὰρ Ἅιδης ἐστὶν εὔθυνος βροτῶνἔνερθε χθονός,δελτογράφῳ δὲ πάντ᾽ ἐπωπᾷ φρενί.
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When I first started, I wasn't really aware of anything in the industry or aware of who I really was. I just put my music out there and tried to get as many people to hear it as possible. I hadn't really thought about the kind of music I wanted to make.
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We don't want to plaster Mumbai with pictures of Will Smith. We want to make an exchange. We want to do films there as well as introduce Indian actors and directors to the United States.
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She was chronologically in luck. She corresponded to necessity.
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Donald Trump is either a racist or peddling to it, and both are frankly unacceptable and make him unfit to be president of the United States.
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I think Mr. Trump's people are very, very passionate, and they're angry because of the way that this country has been taken advantage of from so many other countries. That's a frustration level I think a lot of people in this country feel, and people express it in different ways.
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In a state of grace, the soul is like a well of limpid water, from which flow only streams of clearest crystal. Its works are pleasing both to God and man, rising from the River of Life, beside which it is rooted like a tree.
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Every nation makes decisions based on self-interest and defends them on the basis of morality.
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The funny thing is that Dick Cheney has done more than anybody in the White House for quite a long time to throw up roadblocks against future historians.
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It's not a crime to make a mistake; in fact, it's human. I certainly have made mistakes.
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Don't become weary in doing good. If we are patient, we can experience the change of heart we seek. For most of us this will require only a slight change of course, sending us toward the time north. The adjustments we must make are those 'small things', but that does not mean they are easy. Too many forces are confusing our compass. But the pull to the polar star is one we recognize. It is the direction toward home.
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All in November's soaking mist We stand and prune the naked tree, While all our love and interest Seem quenched in the blue-nosed misery.
