Elizabeth von Arnim Quotes
It cannot be right to be the slave of one's household gods, and I protest that if my furniture ever annoyed me by wanting to be dusted when I wanted to be doing something else, and there was no one to do the dusting for me, I would cast it all into the nearest bonfire and sit and warm my toes at the flames with great contentment, triumphantly selling my dusters to the very next pedlar who was weak enough to buy them.
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When my dad, Tommy Tucker Kelly, was about six, he started out with his dad on 'The Black and White Minstrel' Shows.
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An intellectual mind that is unconnected to the heart is an uncultivated mind.
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You think the dead we loved truly ever leave us? You think that we don't recall them more clearly in times of great trouble?
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For every action there’s a reaction. And also, for every action there’s an equal and opposite criticism.
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Cancer is always funny.
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All is flux, nothing is stationary.
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When we come to poetry, we can't fancy a more poverty stricken predicament.
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A custom-tailored suit retains a certain dignity about it.
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I know I got it made while the masses of black people are catchin' hell, but as long as they ain't free, I ain't free.
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Don't you know that silence supports the accuser's charge?
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Hamas is responsible for countless homicide bombings that have killed hundreds of Israeli citizens. They have waged a terror war with the sole intent of murdering innocent people.
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I have always had a drive that pushed me to try for perfection, and golf is a game in which perfection stays just out of reach.
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I seek to bring forth what you almost already know.
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Ah, being a parent is so much harder than it looks. And just because you are old, does not mean that you do not make mistakes. So that is the story of the Great Jailbreak of Gormincrag.
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No ruler in the history of the world has ever been able to afford a war. They're not affordable things. No prince ever says, 'This is my budget, so this is the kind of war I can have.
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It cannot be right to be the slave of one's household gods, and I protest that if my furniture ever annoyed me by wanting to be dusted when I wanted to be doing something else, and there was no one to do the dusting for me, I would cast it all into the nearest bonfire and sit and warm my toes at the flames with great contentment, triumphantly selling my dusters to the very next pedlar who was weak enough to buy them.
