Thomas Carlyle Quotes
Quackery gives birth to nothing; gives death to all things.
Thomas Carlyle
Quotes to Explore
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The approach of death certainly concentrates the mind.
A. N. Wilson
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This basic thing I always do: 'What happened between the character's birth, and page one of the script?' Anything that's not in the story, I'll fill in the blanks.
Viggo Mortensen
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Sex and death, the magnetic poles of fiction, attract us children's writers no less than adult authors, but we have to be more leery of their pull.
Mal Peet
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In fact, for all kinds of offenses - and, for no offenses - from murders to misdemeanors, men and women are put to death without judge or jury; so that, although the political excuse was no longer necessary, the wholesale murder of human beings went on just the same.
Ida B. Wells
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But I have been in some very beautiful churches, then I've looked outside and seen people starving to death.
Captain Beefheart
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No real English gentleman, in his secret soul, was ever sorry for the death of a political economist.
Walter Bagehot
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When your time comes to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home.
Tecumseh
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When soon I sail from here, I may again run into such a storm as the one in Kvasefjord. But this time I shall clearly understand that it is not a play in the theatre, but it is death. and it seems too that then, in the last moment before we go down, I can in in all truth be yours...
Karen Blixen
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I have always - at least, ever since I can remember - had a kind of longing for death.'
C. S. Lewis
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Well, life was tough, but at least I was able to live it out and I was able to face death and not be afraid. Well, now I'm ready to go to Heaven and be with Jesus, and...hey? Hey, what's this? Oh, God it feels like a man's DICK IN MY ASS! Oh, GOD!!! I'M DEAD!!! Oh, you mean life keeps on fucking you even after you're dead? Oh, it never ends! OH! OHHH!!!
Sam Kinison
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Madness rides the star-wind... claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses... dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial...
H. P. Lovecraft
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Tell me, my soul, can this be death?
Alexander Pope
