Carolyn Parkhurst Quotes
How can it be, I wondered, that we can be lying in bed next to a person we love wholly and helplessly, a person we love more than our own breath, and still ache to think of the one who caused us pain all those years ago? It's the betrayal of this second heart of ours, its flesh tied off like a fingertip twined tightly round with a single hair, blue-tinged from lack of blood. The shameful squeeze of it.
Carolyn Parkhurst
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Standing alone,eager to just believe,it's good enough to be what you really are,but in your heart,uncertainty forever lies,and you'll always be,somewhere on the outside.
Mariah Carey
Speak your name And I'll feel a thrill. You said I do, And I said I will.I tell you that I'll stay true, And give you just a little time. Wait on me baby, I want you to be all mine. I just get so blue.Since you've been gone, baby (why'd you do it? why'd you have to do it?)
Aretha Franklin
Love is the law, love under will.
Aleister Crowley
'It’s a wonder to me,' said Adams sourly, 'that you don’t simply melt down in the white heat of your brilliance.'
Clifford D. Simak
Molti consigli de le donne sonoMeglio improviso, ch'a pensarvi, usciti.
Ludovico Ariosto
We're working on ways to make potable water from polluted water, whether it has organics in it or salt from the ocean, at very low energy input.
Dean Kamen
When I lived in South Africa, someone told me what the longest road in Africa is. It's not the road from Cairo to Capetown, it's the way from your head to your heart, and from there to the here and now.
Bert Hellinger
Dubai has got very little oil; it is Abu Dhabi that has got the oil. Dubai has very small resources, and it is running out, so the government's plan has been to relieve Dubai of any dependency on oil at all by 2010.
Maurice Flanagan
Lord, I have loved Your sky, Be it said against or for me, Have loved it clear and high, Or low and stormy....
Robert Frost
An Indian is an Indian regardless of the degree of Indian blood or which little government card they do or do not possess.
Wilma Mankiller
How can it be, I wondered, that we can be lying in bed next to a person we love wholly and helplessly, a person we love more than our own breath, and still ache to think of the one who caused us pain all those years ago? It's the betrayal of this second heart of ours, its flesh tied off like a fingertip twined tightly round with a single hair, blue-tinged from lack of blood. The shameful squeeze of it.
Carolyn Parkhurst
