William Wordsworth Quotes
Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own;
Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind,
And, even with something of a mother's mind,
And no unworthy aim,
The homely nurse doth all she can
To make her foster child, her inmate man,
Forget the glories he hath known
And that imperial palace whence he came.
William Wordsworth
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I tell my students, even if you are an opinion journalist, your opinion should be based on facts.
M. Stanton Evans
It has always been a wonder to me where my conversational power has gone: at the present time, I cannot impress the most ordinary men.
W. H. Davies
Integrating breakthrough technology into everyday products is always a challenge; at the same time, this is exactly how design makes tech products easily adoptable in life.
Yves Behar
While they're building a solid foundation that will support whatever is coming down the road, Todd and I are itching to see further, to push the envelope.
Sam Wood
In politics stupidity is not a handicap.
Napoleon Bonaparte
My eyelashes are divas, so they will like a mascara brand one week or for a month, and then they'll just stop working for it. I go back and forth between Maybelline and Cover Girl, and then I carry around a primer, too.
Francia Raisa
Every man harbors an inner female territory ruled by his mother, from whom he can never entirely break free.
Camille Paglia
We cannot by a little verbal sophistry confound the qualities of different minds, nor force opposite excellences into a union by all the intolerance in the world. If we have a taste for some one precise style or manner, we may keep it to ourselves and let others have theirs. If we are more catholic in our notions, and want variety of excellence and beauty, it is spread abroad for us to profusion in the variety of books and in the several growth of men's minds, fettered by no capricious or arbitrary rules.
William Hazlitt
I do work hard, but I have a passion for work. That's just who I am.
Marillyn Hewson
There I was, an 18-year-old mimic rooming with a blind whistler.
Arthur Hailey
In every philosophical school, three thinkers succeed one another in the following way: the first produces out of himself the sapand seed, the second draws it out into threads and spins a synthetic web, and the third waits in this web for the sacrificial victims that are caught in it--and tries to live off philosophy.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own;
Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind,
And, even with something of a mother's mind,
And no unworthy aim,
The homely nurse doth all she can
To make her foster child, her inmate man,
Forget the glories he hath known
And that imperial palace whence he came.
William Wordsworth
