William Shakespeare Quotes
Love's heralds should be thoughts,
Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams
Driving back shadows over low'ring hills.
Therefore do nimble-pinioned doves draw Love,
And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.
William Shakespeare
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I was always very determined and ambitious, and I knew I would do something that would let me travel and stuff, but I didn't know really know what I would do to get there.
Rachel Stevens
I make mistakes on a very grand scale.
Gail Carson Levine
I'm a chubby middle-aged white guy with short hair. I think that's it, really. I kind of have a look. Right now, I'm not fat enough to be the fat friend, but I'm not thin enough to be the leading man, so I look like a cop.
Aaron Douglas
I have worked hard and learnt that I have to make a decision - whether I am going to conform and protect myself or not. I chose not to.
M. Night Shyamalan
Whereas, generally speaking, zinc reacts suitably only with the first members of the alkyl iodides, with magnesium it is possible to use bromides, iodides, and in many cases, chlorides.
Victor Grignard
There has to be so many other ways of approaching airline security than demeaning ourselves by giving up a lot of our dignities and our liberty to do this.
Quico Canseco
I'm completely in love with the idea of love.
Orlando Bloom
Most faults are not in our Constitution, but in ourselves.
Ramsey Clark
Now that the House of Commons is trying to become useful, it does a great deal of harm.
Oscar Wilde
A high IQ individual can't deal in an industry that's subjective.
Walter O'Brien
Understand that the time in the audition is your time. Really own it and take control of it. And do what you prepared. Focus on really executing what it is that you intended to do.
Tamara Tunie
My very photogenic mother died in a freak accident (picnic, lightning) when I was three, and, save for a pocket of warmth in the darkest past, nothing of her subsists within the hollows and dells of memory, over which, if you can still stand my style (I am writing under observation), the sun of my infancy had set: surely, you all know those redolent remnants of day suspended, with the midges, about some hedge in bloom or suddenly entered and traversed by the rambler, at the bottom of a hill, in the summer dusk; a furry warmth, golden midges.
Vladimir Nabokov
