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
Part of my joy as a singer is to give gifts to people, and one way I try to connect to them is to add something in French or German or whatever.
Kurt Elling
As a filmmaker, you just make the movie you want to make, and you sort of put your faith in the distributor to make sure the right people see it.
Brad Anderson
I want to be different. If everyone is wearing black, I want to be wearing red.
Maria Sharapova
I am very proud and honour-red to be the England manager.
Fabio Capello
Only last week I murdered a rock, injured a stone and hospitalized a brick.
Muhammad Ali
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