Catherine Maria Fanshawe Quotes
Twas in heaven pronounced - it was muttered in hell, / And echo caught faintly the sound as it fell; / On the confines of earth 'twas permitted to rest, / And the depth of the ocean its presence confessed. / Yet in shade let it rest, like a delicate flower, / Ah, breathe on it softly, it dies in an hour.
Catherine Maria Fanshawe
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At school I used to avoid dance lessons. They were the worst.
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I'm cut from a different cloth. I would never moon someone. I was raised in a good family.
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Time engraves our faces with all the tears we have not shed.
Natalie Clifford Barney
I'm sure at some point I will get back into coaching, but right now I need to focus completely on my kids.
Patrick Ewing
The family uses people, not for what they are, nor for what they are intended to be, but for what it wants them for - its own uses. It thinks of them not as what God has made them, but as the something which it has arranged that they shall be.
Florence Nightingale
A life spent defensively, worried, is a life wasted. You know when I need to die? When I'm done living. When I can't walk, can't eat, can't see, when I'm a crotchety old bastard, mad at the world. Then I can die.
Lance Armstrong
I'm constantly thinking.
Kendrick Lamar
I think it's important when you make a record that you know you're working with the people who are going to get the best out of you.
Simon Le Bon
Duran Duran
Anything that I can do with Jennie Garth, I would love to do it. I really like her. I got along with her really well, and I enjoyed her perspective on life. I think she's really talented and very, very funny.
Cameron Mathison
I can't figure out why anyone invests in active management, so asking me about hedge funds is just an extreme version of the same question. Since I think everything is appropriately priced, my advice would be to avoid high fees. So you can forget about hedge funds.
Eugene Fama
Twas in heaven pronounced - it was muttered in hell, / And echo caught faintly the sound as it fell; / On the confines of earth 'twas permitted to rest, / And the depth of the ocean its presence confessed. / Yet in shade let it rest, like a delicate flower, / Ah, breathe on it softly, it dies in an hour.
Catherine Maria Fanshawe