Celia Thaxter (Celia Laighton Thaxter) Quotes
As the days go on toward July, the earth becomes dry and all the flowers begin to thirst for moisture. Then from the hillside, some warm, still evening, the sweet rain-song of the robin echoes clear, and next day we wake up to a dim morning; soft flecks of cloud bar the sun's way, fleecy vapors steal across the sky, the southwest wind blows lightly, rippling the water into little waves that murmur melodiously as they kiss the shore.
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My sisters used to learn dance, and I used to stand behind them and dance. So my guruji suggested that I also learn, as I seemed interested. I started learning at the age of three and was always on stage for something or the other. My mother is proud of me, and clearly my artistic bent comes from her.
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We are so isolated in our own little worlds, in our own little geographies, that it's pretty hard to understand where someone else is coming from. And so I think that we have to really think about what that means as a country and, frankly, whether this segregation that we have is durable over the long run.
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The happiness I feel in having a family has brought me a real beauty.
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I'd like President Bush to think maybe there's another way to think, that maybe Kissinger was wrong when he says we had to go in there because he was wrong about Vietnam.
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When I was the NIH director, I often expressed envy of institute directors: they had the money and ran the scientific programmes.
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We are not smart enough to leave things to the market.
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I'm here to change the world, and if I am not, I am probably wasting my time.
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Fashion is a way of not having to decide who you are. Style is deciding who you are and being able to perpetuate it.
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I heard the hiss and felt the blessed numbness spreading. If there is a God, I thought, it’s a painkiller.
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Clean, quick, and easy as lying. We know how it ends practically before it starts. That’s why stories appeal to us. They give us the clarity and simplicity our real lives lack.
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...so go on and play, and if you make a mistake, make it loud so you won't make it next time.
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In your life there are a few places, or maybe only the one place, where something happened, and then there are all the other places.
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Ow! Have mercy on my little Tulane She's too alive to try to live alone And I know her needs And although she loves me She's gonna try to make it While the poor boy's gone Somebody should tell her to live And I'll understand it And even love her more When I come back home
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Anything above 40 is a little too old for me. I just look for a girl who is funny and has nice eyes and a smile.
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Almost everything I've done, I've done through my own creativity. I don't think I ever had to listen to anyone else to learn how to play drums. I wish I could say that for about ten thousand other drummers.
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I've always been really into action movies. Since I was little, that was my favorite type of film.
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It was fantastic to win the title with Leicester.
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Congo has vast stands of biologically important forests as well as remote areas still waiting to be explored, yet we have very few botanists. I'm working to expand training for young students and inspire a new generation to make discoveries, spread the word about conservation, and increase protected areas throughout our country.
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The German language speaks Being, while all the others merely speak of Being.
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When I look at my family, that's all life means, right there.
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Ants have the most complicated social organization on earth next to humans.
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Without peace, there is no freedom, individual or national. War and hostilities are a form of slavery.
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I remember growing up, having sports to go to, having recess, those were the things I looked forward to. Yes, I'm an athlete, but I had buddies who weren't, and they looked forward to it, too.
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As the days go on toward July, the earth becomes dry and all the flowers begin to thirst for moisture. Then from the hillside, some warm, still evening, the sweet rain-song of the robin echoes clear, and next day we wake up to a dim morning; soft flecks of cloud bar the sun's way, fleecy vapors steal across the sky, the southwest wind blows lightly, rippling the water into little waves that murmur melodiously as they kiss the shore.
