William Shakespeare Quotes
Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty look, repeats his words, Remembers me of his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form
William Shakespeare
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I started riding the whole 'fluffy' train, and it's a cute word and socially a lot more acceptable than someone saying is fat or obese. If you call a girl 'fat,' yo, she'll raise hell, but if you say, 'Aw girl, look at you, you're fluffy,' there's almost a sexy appeal to it.
Gabriel Iglesias
The interest on our debt is going to collapse this country.
Ted Yoho
To say that I am pro life is just wrong. I am personally pro-choice and legislatively pro-choice.
Harold Ford, Jr.
There are some faults so nearly allied to excellence that we can scarce weed out the vice without eradicating the virtue.
Oliver Goldsmith
Some guys can do more talking in the ring, other guys do posing, body building, whatever the hell they do in the ring. But I don't have the big body, and I'm not the big smooth talker, but I can get in the ring and wrestle.
Owen Hart
I can never believe how much time and energy and money and talent and everything else is being poured into horrible ideas.
Walter Becker
Steely Dan
This actual question of 'Why does God allow war?' is not considered or raised as such in the Bible at all.
Martyn Lloyd-Jones
The mind of a little child is fascinating, for it looks on old things with new eyes-but at about twelve this changes. The adolescent offers nothing, can do nothing, say nothing that the adult cannot do better.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
A moral monopoly is the antithesis of a marketplace of ideas.
Thomas Sowell
Every great architect is - necessarily - a great poet. He must be a great original interpreter of his time, his day, his age.
Frank Lloyd Wright
Self-interest is the most ingenious and persuasive of all the agents that deceive our consciences, while by means of it our unhappy and stubborn prejudices operate in their greatest force.
William Cullen Bryant
Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty look, repeats his words, Remembers me of his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form
William Shakespeare
