Carl Sandburg Quotes
Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes and touches you With a thousand memories, And asks you Beautiful, unanswerable questions.
Carl Sandburg
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Gender equality and women's empowerment have been a top priority for me from day one as Secretary-General. And I am committed to making sure that the U.N. leads by example.
Ban Ki-moon
Until you are happy with who you are, you will never be happy because of what you have.
Zig Ziglar
Due process gives teachers the latitude to use their professional judgment in their classrooms, to advocate for their students, and to not fear retribution for speaking the truth or teaching controversial subjects like evolution. As political winds shift in school districts, due process also wards off patronage or nepotism.
Randi Weingarten
The problem comes when you say that danger is part of the equation. Then you don't do any more work on safety. That shouldn't happen.
Damon Hill
When I think of character actors, I think of Spencer Tracy; I think of Gene Hackman, Robert Duvall. When I was a young lad watching films, my eyes were on them - watching 'On the Waterfront,' my eyes are on Rod Steiger and Karl Malden, not on Brando.
Eddie Marsan
What is faith but a kind of betting or speculation after all? It should be, I bet that my Redeemer liveth.
Samuel Butler
My characters always start well in movies. Almost every movie I've done starts with a happy marriage, it's all beautiful, wealthy, whatever... and then of course my husband leaves me, and everything falls apart.
Carole Bouquet
It's funny, but I never knew I was hot or could be beautiful until I saw 'Basic Instinct,' and I was so shocked when I saw how pretty they made me.
Sharon Stone
I favor pocket-sized hard drives that travel between home and office, syncing with computers on both ends.
Barton Gellman
Don Diègue: Rodrigue, as-tu du coeur?Don Rodrigue: Tout autre que mon pèreL’éprouverait sur l’heure.
Pierre Corneille
Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes and touches you With a thousand memories, And asks you Beautiful, unanswerable questions.
Carl Sandburg