William Wetmore Story Quotes
Oh! faint delicious spring-time violet, Thine odor like a key, Turns noiselessly in memory's wards to let A thought of sorrow free.
William Wetmore Story
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I like analyzing and managing large-scale transaction-processing platforms, recordkeeping administration, and brokerage trading services.
Abagail Johnson
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When you have balance in your life, work becomes an entirely different experience. There is a passion that moves you to a whole new level of fulfillment and gratitude, and that's when you can do your best... for yourself and for others.
Cara Delevingne
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I've seen a lot of 'Show Boats,' but I've never seen the one that thoroughly satisfies me.
Harold Prince
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Let me tell you the truth. The truth is what is, and what should be is a fantasy. A terrible, terrible lie that someone gave to the people long ago.
Lenny Bruce
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Good roads, canals, and navigable rivers, by diminishing the expence of carriage, put the remote parts of the country more nearly upon a level with with those of the neighbourhood of the town. They are upon that the greatest of all improvements.
Adam Smith
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We’re building what’s called a private cloud for them the C.I.A., … because they don’t want to be on the public cloud.
Jeff Bezos
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I always use Michael as, first and foremost, a vocal inspiration, and 'Off the Wall' was definitely the one that made me feel like I could sing.
The Weeknd
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We left Dayton, September 23, and arrived at our camp at Kill Devil Hill on Friday, the 25th.
Orville Wright
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What makes Mom the best is that she never put any expectations too high on the kids. She just wanted us to be doing the things that made us happy, as long as we were working hard, but we never had to live up to something.
Kate Hudson
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A quota is always something artificial that can only last for a certain period of time.
Jacques Santer
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I've been here for nine years, and over that time, these people have become like my family.
Jerry Lawler
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Oh! faint delicious spring-time violet, Thine odor like a key, Turns noiselessly in memory's wards to let A thought of sorrow free.
William Wetmore Story