William Morris Quotes
O thrush, your song is passing sweet,
But never a song that you have sung
Is half so sweet as thrushes sang
When my dear love and I were young.
William Morris
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I am not going to stop speaking out on behalf of policies that I think are right - regardless of ideology, party or political expediency.
Harold Ford, Jr.
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On Career Day in high school, you don't walk around looking for the cartoon guy.
Gary Larson
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Thankfully, due to the United Kingdom and the commitment of the Westminster government we are able to ensure that money brought in, whether it be from the City of London or from North Sea oil, can be pooled and directed to wherever it is needed most. That is what being in the United Kingdom is all about.
Iain Duncan Smith
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Everyone tells me to play as long as you can. Sometimes, it goes in one ear and out the other.
Gary Speed
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When you go to war, both sides lose totally.
Yoko Ono
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I have no doubt that given a real choice, the vast majority of Muslims and Arabs, like everyone else will choose a free society over a fear society.
Natan Sharansky
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It's a fascinating job, to come in and be the most interesting person in an episode. Whoever the guest star is, that's the job - to maintain the interest and the focus for that 42 minutes or whatever, and it should be a huge relief to those people that are the leads in the shows.
Mark Sheppard
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Women in bed are kind of like diesel engines. You know, it may take a little bit to get them going, but once you do, they can run a long, long time. Men, on the other hand, we're more like...bottle rockets. <makes noise of a bottle rocket launching and then exploding> Ooh. Aah. <snores>
Jeff Foxworthy
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I'd like to get some new clothes, but I can't find a Big and Short store.
Jack Roy
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Come ordine era dato, il tutto avvenne,Che 'l consiglio del mal va raro invano.
Ludovico Ariosto
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If you concern yourself mainly with others, the broader your thinking becomes, and life’s inevitable difficulties disturb you less.
Dalai Lama
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O thrush, your song is passing sweet,
But never a song that you have sung
Is half so sweet as thrushes sang
When my dear love and I were young.
William Morris