William Cullen Bryant Quotes
Father, thy hand
Hath reared these venerable columns, thou
Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down
Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose
All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun,
Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze,
And shot towards heaven.
William Cullen Bryant
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I want to, at the end of the day, be able to say, 'I am a runner.'
J. R. Martinez
I feel like there should be a statute of limitations on scoring political points on the tragedy that was Hurricane Katrina.
Dana Perino
I want to write my own stuff, and, you know, it would be nice to put myself in it. But I would like to hope that there are going to be better roles offered as well and that I don't need to do everything. You know, like, I appreciate my career being somewhat DIY, but it would be nice to get some help.
Hari Kondabolu
It's easy when you have suffered to feel the link with what others have gone through.
Ingrid Betancourt
The checks and balances is a way to prevent government from either devolving into an autocratic tyranny or an autocratic mob mentality.
Beau Willimon
I'd like to go back to standup. I don't like to think I've done my last gig. At the moment it terrifies me, I get really nervous. It's a great buzz when it goes well.
Mackenzie Crook
I've written some happy songs but I can't ever play them in public because everybody will just start throwing up.
Priscilla Ahn
The heaven of the envied is hell for the envious. [...because they focus on what they don't have rather than being grateful for what they have, which is always better than some others.]
Baltasar Gracian
No one ever has or ever will travel quite the same path on earth.
M. L. Stedman
It's just that it's getting so bad. It's so obviously bad that rather than wait for there to be others who speak out with me, I'll just go ahead and do it on my own.
C. Vivian Stringer
they ask me to remember but they want me to remember their memories and I keep on remembering mine
Lucille Clifton
Father, thy hand
Hath reared these venerable columns, thou
Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down
Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose
All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun,
Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze,
And shot towards heaven.
William Cullen Bryant