William Cullen Bryant Quotes
I gazed upon the glorious sky
And the green mountains round,
And thought that when I came to lie
At rest within the ground,
'Twere pleasant, that in flowery June
When brooks send up a cheerful tune,
And groves a joyous sound,
The sexton's hand, my grave to make,
The rich, green mountain-turf should break.
William Cullen Bryant
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Samuel Gompers
I'm not completely at ease at rapping, I can't do it well yet.
Namie Amuro
Our regulatory bodies strive to create honest dealings, fair trades, and a situation in which no one has an advantage over anyone else. But human beings aren't honest. And all trades are made because one person thinks he's getting the better of the other, and the other person thinks the same.
P. J. O'Rourke
I've been cutting my hair ever since college. I try to do that whenever it gets rough. I'm not too cheap to go the barber shop, but I mostly try to do that by myself. I try to keep my skills sharp.
D'Brickashaw Ferguson
Dance has always been my passion, and I love it.
Madhuri Dixit
I come to spring training and just try to do my job, try to do the best I can. That's all any player can do.
Danny Bautista
Minimizing the role of sexual attraction in rape denies our responsibility for reinforcing men's addiction to female sexual beauty and then depriving men of what we've helped addict them to.
Warren Farrell
Even in the world of molecules the civilising influence of modest restraints is a cause for rejoicing.
John Polanyi
I've always loved words. I ate up all the books I could get my hands on, and when I couldn't get books, I read candy wrappers and labels on cereal and toothpaste boxes.
Judy Holliday
Like all people who try to exhaust a subject, he exhausted his listeners.
Oscar Wilde
I gazed upon the glorious sky
And the green mountains round,
And thought that when I came to lie
At rest within the ground,
'Twere pleasant, that in flowery June
When brooks send up a cheerful tune,
And groves a joyous sound,
The sexton's hand, my grave to make,
The rich, green mountain-turf should break.
William Cullen Bryant