Walter de La Mare Quotes
Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word," he said. Never the least stir made the listeners, Though every word he spake Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house From the one man left awake: Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
Walter de La Mare
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Gary Gygax
I have an appetite to always learn.
Wayne Rogers
Passive fatalism can never be the role of a revolutionary party, like the Social Democracy.
Karl Liebknecht
There are so many figures in our history that did not believe they could make a change, and they did.
Malala Yousafzai
I hardly ever write when I'm just feeling great.
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But the beginning of things, of a world especially, is necessarily vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing. How few of us ever emerge from such beginning! How many souls perish in its tumult!
Kate Chopin
The real problem with the art world is not the money men scavenging in its wake - they've always been there - but the pirates who've taken over the ship. I am thinking, of course, of that awful art world species: the curator.
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Even though Mr. Trump is a billionaire, he is still able to relate to average working men and women. The billionaire gets along with the bricklayer.
Peter Navarro
Tra le gambe pendevan le minugia;la corata pareva e 'l tristo saccoche merda fa di quel che si trangugia.
Dante Alighieri
Your fortune is not something to find but to unfold.
Eric Butterworth
Events are only the shells of ideas; and often it is the fluent thought of ages that is crystallized in a moment by the stroke of a pen or the point of a bayonet.
Edwin Hubbell Chapin
Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word," he said. Never the least stir made the listeners, Though every word he spake Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house From the one man left awake: Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
Walter de La Mare