Thomas Carlyle Quotes
That great mystery of TIME, were there no other; the illimitable, silent, never-resting thing called Time, rolling, rushing on, swift, silent, like an all-embracing ocean tide, on which we and all the Universe swim like exhalations, like apparitions which are, and then are not: this is forever very literally a miracle; a thing to strike us dumb,-for we have no word to speak about it.
Thomas Carlyle
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I know when it's getting close to game time, I create a different playlist for each and every game. Before the game, to game time, to warm-ups, going to the stadium, I have a different playlist that puts me in a different mode.
Cam Newton
I play on the left hand side, and I try to do the best I can.
Eden Hazard
One of the things I took from my wartime experiences was that reality was a stage set... the comfortable day-to-day life, school, the home where one lives and all the rest of it... could be dismantled overnight.
J. G. Ballard
A very quiet and tasteful way to be famous is to have a famous relative. Then you can not only be nothing, you can do nothing too.
P. J. O'Rourke
Using a forecasting company is like going to a fortune-teller. If you believe the company and the color does not sell, who do you blame? The forecasters? No, you blame yourself.
Tadashi Shoji
I have a lot of friends who do what I do. Either they're actresses or singers or things like that.
Taylor Swift
It is good to praise others but it important to look for faults within oneself. It is nice to be concerned about people but to be introspective is even nicer.
Amitabh Bachchan
And Kinsey thought that anybody who defined themselves based on their sexual acts was limiting themselves.
Bill Condon
I had a list of rules I made up one time. It says: Tell the truth, sing with passion, work with laughter, and love with heart. Those are good to start with, anyway.
Kris Kristofferson
If God did not act first, no one would be saved.
R. C. Sproul
That great mystery of TIME, were there no other; the illimitable, silent, never-resting thing called Time, rolling, rushing on, swift, silent, like an all-embracing ocean tide, on which we and all the Universe swim like exhalations, like apparitions which are, and then are not: this is forever very literally a miracle; a thing to strike us dumb,-for we have no word to speak about it.
Thomas Carlyle
