Cressida Cowell Quotes
What you g-g-gonna do, tough guy? Tickle Toothless to d-d-death?
Cressida Cowell
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The Southern past, the Southern present, the Southern future, concentrated into Gertrude's voice, became one of red clay pine-barrens, of chain-gang camps, of housewives dressed in flour sacks who stare all day dully down into dirty sinks.
Randall Jarrell
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We are all made of air There's stars in my eyes and there's sun in my hair And I'm runnin' away, it makes me feel better
Zooey Deschanel
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Outlaw consciousness is born the moment I drop out, stop the world, cease being an actor identified with the mythic roles I have been playing in society. Change begins when I do nothing except observe. The wisdom of the railroad crossing: Stop. Look. Listen. Meditation is the healthy form of voyeurism.
Sam Keen
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Karma brings us ever back to rebirth, binds us to the wheel of births and deaths. Good Karma drags us back as relentlessly as bad, and the chain which is wrought out of our virtues holds as firmly and as closely as that forged from our vices.
Annie Besant
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Es gibt Fälle, ... wo jeder Trost niederträchtig und Verzweiflung Pflicht ist.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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I'm telling you right now, we're going to write fairer rules for the middle class and we are going to raise taxes on the middle class!
Hillary Clinton
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The American people hit the streets and did something that the government wouldn't do: the Civil Rights Act. It didn't go down well with the corporate world.
Dick Van Dyke
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There's a feeling among white Americans that there's no such thing as racial harmony, no such thing as a positive, productive relationship with people of color.
Jess Row
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It was at Inver Slane, to the north of Leinster, the sons of Gaedhal of the Shining Armour, the Very Gentle, that were called afterwards the Sons of the Gael, made their first attempt to land in Ireland to avenge Ith, one of their race that had come there one time and had met with his death.
Lady Gregory
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And, growing tired, we turn aside at last,Remember our secret selves, seek out our towers,Lay weary hands on the banisters, and climb;Climbing, each, to his little four-square dreamOf love or lust or beauty or death or crime.
Conrad Aiken
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The misfortune is that although everyone must come to death, each experiences the adventure in solitude. We never left Maman during those last days... and yet we were profoundly separated from her.
Simone de Beauvoir
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What you g-g-gonna do, tough guy? Tickle Toothless to d-d-death?
Cressida Cowell