Samuel Lover Quotes
Sure my love is all crost Like a bud in the frostAnd there's no use at all in my going to bed,For 't is dhrames and not slape that comes into my head!
Samuel Lover
Quotes to Explore
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In New York, you can just wake up and everything sorts itself out. I love that, not having a plan.
Kate Mara
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Everyone's like, 'Oh, you must live in L.A., the glamorous life,' and I really don't. I'm in a small house, in Pittsburgh, in the snow.
Maddie Ziegler
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I am not sure why, but I have been obsessed by the Atom Bomb ever since it first happened.
Lanford Wilson
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If women can be railroad workers in Russia, why can't they fly in space?
Valentina Tereshkova
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I don't know if people are born with a worldview or if their thinking is a product of their environment.
Dana Perino
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I had always wanted to lend my voice to a character. I did a voice for this video game, called 'Fallout 3,' and that was really fun.
Odette Annable
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Why don't I kill myself? If I knew exactly what keeps me from doing so, I should have no more questions to ask myself since I should have answered them all.
Emil Cioran
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I often wonder what I will be remembered in history for. Scholar? Military hero? Builder?
Ferdinand Marcos
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The Dick, Jane, and Spot primers have gone to that bookshelf in the sky. I have, in some ways, a tender feeling toward them, so I think it's for the best.
Chris Van Allsburg
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Convien chi ride, anco talor si lagni,E Fortuna talor trovi ribella.
Ludovico Ariosto
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The world taught women nothing skillful and then said her work was valueless. It permitted her no opinions and said she did not know how to think. It forbade her to speak in public and said the sex had no orators. It denied her the schools, and said the sex had no genius. It robbed her of every vestige of responsibility, and then called her weak. It taught her that every pleasure must come as a favor from men and when, to gain it, she decked herself in paint and fine feathers, as she had been taught to do, it called her vain.
Carrie Chapman Catt
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Sure my love is all crost Like a bud in the frostAnd there's no use at all in my going to bed,For 't is dhrames and not slape that comes into my head!
Samuel Lover