Walter de La Mare Quotes
When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovelier things even lovelier grow; Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies. When music sounds, out of the water rise Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes, Rapt in strange dream burns each enchanted face, With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place. When music sounds, all that I was I am Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came; And from Time's woods break into distant song The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.
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I have to experience all the ghastly, bottomless depths for life for myself; it's for that reason that I went to war, and for that reason I volunteered.
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I have always been driven to buck the system, to innovate, to take things beyond where they've been.
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The thing about travelling is that you work hard and play hard, but you can do all those things without your parents knowing.
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I'd thought sexuality was instinctive or natural, but it's profoundly linked to inner security and cultural context.
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I think I'm very old-fashioned.
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This is what's sick about living in L.A. My eight-year-old daughter will point to a woman and say, 'Look! That woman's had too much Botox.' She spots them because they all look a bit like Lord Voldemort from 'Harry Potter.'
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Everything was in stark and dreadful contrast with the trivial crises and counterfeit emotions of Hollywood, and I returned to England deeply moved and emotionally worn out.
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I don't think I can play Mr. Bachchan.
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Israel has a security concern involving geography. But geography does not have the same value it did in 1967.
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Everyone has their opinion, and if no one criticizes, how will I improve my work?
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I get along very well with animals and children. I dig them, I get them.
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When a guy tells me I'm cute, it's not something desirable. Cute is more like what you want your pet to be.
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Dreams are the expression of the unconscious while we are asleep.
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It seems that no two people came to this specialized area of work via the exact same route.
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I have always loved fashion because it's a great way to express your mood. And I'm definitely a shoe lover. The right pair of shoes can change the feel of an outfit, and even change how a woman feels about herself. A woman can wear confidence on her feet with a high stiletto, or slip into weekend comfort with a soft ballet flat.
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We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.
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I've always been a reader and a writer.
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When is the last time Nancy Pelosi tried to pass ANYTHING to help save the middle class money? UH NEVER. Says the American people.com
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Having to re-recruit, rehire, and retrain, and wait for a new employee to get up to speed is devastating in terms of cost.
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It is one of the strange facts of experience that when we try to think about the future, our thoughts jump backwards. It may well be that nature has some fundamental metaphysical law by which opening up what we call the future also opens up the past in equal degree.
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Stop doing things that waste time. Don't replace time with your family or things that you need to do. I needed to put together two fantasy teams this weekend because that's something I enjoy, but I did stop playing Nintendo Wii for hours on end.
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My first encounter with science fiction was reading the work of H.G. Wells when I was nine or ten, and I don't believe 'The War of the Worlds' or 'The Time Machine' have ever been bettered. Plus, I have always had a liking for Victorian and Edwardian clothes and contraptions, which tends to color the worlds I dream up.
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When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovelier things even lovelier grow; Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies. When music sounds, out of the water rise Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes, Rapt in strange dream burns each enchanted face, With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place. When music sounds, all that I was I am Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came; And from Time's woods break into distant song The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.
