William Wordsworth Quotes
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Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
Hans Christian Andersen
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If you enjoy the fragrance of a rose, you must accept the thorns which it bears.
Isaac Hayes
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Over the years, I had nurtured the hope to be able to fly; to handle a machine as it rose higher and higher in the stratosphere was my dearest dream.
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
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I prefer death in Christ Jesus to power over the farthest limits of the earth. He who died in place of us is the one object of my quest. He who rose for our sakes is my one desire.
Ignatius of Antioch
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I want to be remembered like Pete Rose. 'Charlie Hustle.' I want people to say, 'Wherever he was, he was always giving it his all.'
Walter Payton
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My teacher, my great cello teacher Leonard Rose, was such a great cellist, and nurturing man, very patient. But I grew up not only admiring him, but obviously Casals, Rostrotovich, Jacqueline du Pre, and many others, including many of my peers and contemporaries.
Yo-Yo Ma
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If someone smells a flower and says he does not understand, the reply to him is: there is nothing to understand, it is only a scent. If he persists, saying: that I know, but what does it all mean? Then one has either to change the subject, or make it more abstruse by saying that the scent is the shape which the universal joy takes in the flower.
Rabindranath Tagore
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And it's as you get older that you realize that the things that make you strange are the things that make you who you are. And that's a lovely place to get to.
Jessica Brown Findlay
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He did not, and could not, understand the meaning of words apart from their context. Every word and action of his was the manifestation of an activity unknown to him, which was his life.
Leo Tolstoy
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Human philosophy tends to shake down into values which might be categorizes as intellectual, religious, moral, and aesthetic.
Dan Simmons
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My fashion advice is to have a flattering mirror and then forget about it.
Vivienne Westwood
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The Rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the Rose.
William Wordsworth