Edward Caswall Quotes
Jesu, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills the breast.
Edward Caswall
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Well, the first thing that clued me in to the fact that there was something really scary about breast cancer, way beyond the thought of dying, was coming across an ad in the newspaper for pink breast cancer teddy bears. I am not that afraid of dying, but I am terrified of dying with a pink teddy bear under my arm.
Barbara Ehrenreich
Chefs don't use white pepper just to avoid spoiling the whiteness of pommes puree or bechamel. It has a more peppery aroma, with sharpness and sweetness, too.
Yotam Ottolenghi
The first step now is for Barrymore to make an absolutely clean breast of it and tell everything that he knows, because up to now he has told a very partial story.
Tony Bennett
The best way to eat is to eat lots of different kinds of foods. Except for breast milk, no one food is perfect.
Marion Nestle
Previously known for its six syllables of sweetness and light, reconciliation has become the political fighting word of the year.
William Lewis Safir
The fire of independence is burning just as bright in my breast as in the most fiery breast in this country, but ways and methods differ.
Mahatma Gandhi
Honey is a magic elixir—made from the tiny drops of nectar taken from hearts of flowers, carried by little bee feet to a secret cave where it is transformed by time into thick gold sweetness.
Barbara O'Neal
He stands on the stone table and selects a large fig, bites into the skin, then opens it with his fingers. He thinks of a woman's sex, ancient and eternal, no young girl would have such gritty sweetness. Was this not perhaps the fruit that got Adam and Eve thrown out of Eden? Who would want to give up an unblemished state of immortality for the insipid apple?
Achmat Dangor
One can't measure the life with its bitterness but with it's sweetness and sweetness is what one must find in Jesus Words.
Aftab Alam
To-day I think Only with scents, - scents dead leaves yield, And bracken, and wild carrot's seed, And the square mustard field; Odours that rise When the spade wounds the root of tree, Rose, currant, raspberry, or goutweed, Rhubarb or celery; The smoke's smell, too, Flowing from where a bonfire burns The dead, the waste, the dangerous, And all to sweetness turns. It is enough To smell, to crumble the dark earth, While the robin sings over again Sad songs of Autumn mirth." - A poem called DIGGING.
Edward Thomas
She had a diaper pail, a car seat, a stroller and something he’d never even seen before—a breast pump, according to the box. He picked it up to take a closer look, decided he was glad to be a man and set it back down.
Brenda Novak
I love a girl with a good sense of humour, who is confident but who has a sweetness to her - that melts my heart.
Gerard Butler
