Elizabeth Oakes Smith Quotes
Tis rushing now adown the spout,
And gushing out below,
Half frantic in its joyousness,
And wild in eager flow.
The earth is dried and parched with heat,
And it hath long'd to be
Released from out the selfish cloud,
To cool the thirsty tree.
Elizabeth Oakes Smith
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We were so in love back then now you're listening to what they say.
Demi Lovato
In the morning, when thou art sluggish at rousing thee, let this thought be present; 'I am rising to a man’s work.'
Marcus Aurelius
Every man would like to be God, if it were possible; some few find it difficult to admit the impossibility.
Bertrand Russell
Ironically, I think some of the inspiration around Stitch Fix is really what was great about stores in the heyday of stores.
Katrina Lake
Terrorists, in ungoverned spaces, disseminate poisonous propaganda and training materials to attract troubled souls around the world to their cause.
James Comey
One time at the University of Colorado, at a faculty dinner, this professor said to me, 'Well, my goodness, a boy from Appa-lay-chee-a with a Ph.D!' The dinner was in her house. And I said, 'My grandparents didn't have indoor plumbing, but they had more books in their house than you do.' I was a little insulted by the Appa-lay-chee-a business.
Charles Frazier
...We're people and we're different, all of us. And we should be using our differences to bring ourselves closer together. You know? Not be afraid of something that we don't know. ... It's unfortunate that things take a while to progress like this, but it was a great, great victory for equality. I'm proud New York has the balls to stand up for what's right.
Justin Timberlake
NSYNC
In the case of the cashew, someone, somewhere, a long time ago determined that it had to be roasted. The cashew was once nicknamed the blister nut, because if you try to eat it raw from the tree, your mouth pays the price. The cashew is not a nut, however; it's a seed.
Kate Christensen
Hollywood is Newark, New Jersey with palm trees.
Weegee
No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar.
William Cowper
Tis rushing now adown the spout,
And gushing out below,
Half frantic in its joyousness,
And wild in eager flow.
The earth is dried and parched with heat,
And it hath long'd to be
Released from out the selfish cloud,
To cool the thirsty tree.
Elizabeth Oakes Smith