Walter de La Mare Quotes
For beauty with sorrow Is a burden hard to be borne: The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there; That music, remote, forlorn.
Walter de La Mare
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I've never been that guy who says, 'Ooh, I have to play King Lear'. First off, that'd be a disaster anyway. I tend to read something and see who's involved, and then know I want to be part of it. But I don't think I'm through with comedy. I still love to make people laugh.
Ted Danson
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When you can throw 97 miles an hour and put the ball over the plate anytime you want, it's fun.
Randy Johnson
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As a free-speech advocate, I believe that adults should have access to any material they want. As a parent, and a community member, I think people should be able to protect their homes from imagery - much of it violent - that is, I feel, a form of child abuse when adult society inflicts it upon children.
Naomi Wolf
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Chicago is one city. We shall work as one people for our common good and our common goals.
Harold Washington
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We human beings are humane in part because we can look beyond our biology.
Sam Kean
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I'm going to be me, regardless of anything.
Nate Robinson
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Individuals can spend their money more wisely, efficiently and more humanely than can government.
Larry Elder
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Oh, to live on Sugar MountainWith the barkers and the colored balloons,You can't be twenty on Sugar MountainThough you're thinking thatYou're leaving there too soon,You're leaving there too soon.
Neil Young
Buffalo Springfield
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I think that enjoying the fruits of one's labor is very different than arrogance. And when I was younger, I didn't know the difference. I thought that if you were gracious, that meant that you somehow were getting ahead of yourself. And I felt self-deprecation kept you balanced.
Viola Davis
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If you make your best friend and your significant other the same person, you don't have to disconnect to go tell your girlfriend everything.
Niecy Nash
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For beauty with sorrow Is a burden hard to be borne: The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there; That music, remote, forlorn.
Walter de La Mare