Emile Chartier Quotes
What is a thousand years? Time is short for one who thinks, endless for one who yearns.
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I play golf for a living. I'm grateful for that. It's a beautiful game, provides a great opportunity.
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We live on the circumference of a hollow circle. We draw the circumference, like spiders, out of ourselves: it is all criticism of criticism.
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I think it had something to do with my love of music, especially rock music.
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I had my first kiss when I was 11, but I think I've blocked it out of my mind because it was so bad. I'm not even sure it counts as a kiss.
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All miracles are promised to faith, and what is faith except the audacity of will which does not hesitate in the darkness, but advances towards the light in spite of all ordeals, and surmounting all obstacles?
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Republicans woke up Sunday with an undeniable reality. Donald Trump's the clear front-runner now for their party's nomination. Trump, celebrated, of course, his big win in South Carolina.
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It's amazing how email has changed our lives. You ever get a handwritten letter in the mail today? 'What the? Has someone been kidnapped?'
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Like waves, our feelings may continue by repeating themselves, by intermittent rushes.
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And like an unfaithful mate, once a car has let you down you never sort of trust it again.
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If one should desire to know whether a kingdom is well governed, if its morals are good or bad, the quality of its music will furnish the answer.
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The more an object is polished or brilliant, the less you see its own color and the more it becomes a mirror reflecting the color of its surroundings.
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Developing our sympathetic compassion is not only possible but the only reason for us to be here on earth.
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We live in an age that reads too much to be wise, and that thinks too much to be beautiful.
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Time is the best of critics; and patience the best of teachers.
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But I think she would have been happy with Fabrice,' I said. 'He was the great love of her life, you know.' Oh, dulling,' said my mother, sadly. 'One always thinks that. Every, every time.
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What is a thousand years? Time is short for one who thinks, endless for one who yearns.
