Pablo Neruda Quotes
Oh to follow the road that leads away from everything, without anguish, death, winter waiting along it with their eyes open through the dew.
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Quotes to Explore
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It is every intelligent man's experience that evildoing recoils on the doer sooner or later.
Ramana Maharshi
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I have always loved music. My mom used to sing with my sister and I when I was younger, and I was in choirs and loved to perform, but when I was in college, I went on a study abroad to Trinidad, and while I was there, I sang backup at my first concert.
Rachel Platten
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Science is the pursuit of pure truth, and the systematizing of it.
P. T. Barnum
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Paul Lucas had a particularly amusing accent, so I chuckled. That was terrible; I shouldn't have done that, but he took it too big. He got up and said he couldn't work with people who laughed at him!
Fay Wray
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We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
Rabindranath Tagore
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Everyone loves each other for the pilot. But once you start to do the show, you see everybody's true colors. If it's successful, people start to change, and then if it's not doing well, people start to change in other ways.
Vanessa Marano
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Religion is the first thing and the last thing, and until a man has found God and been found by God, he begins at no beginning, he works to no end.
H. G. Wells
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YI teamed up with the Allstate Foundation to basically inform teens why it's important to drive safe. I feel I'm new on the road, so it's important to do these three main things: The first one is buckle up, the second one is slow down, don't speed, and the third one is don't let your friends distract you in the car.
Austin Mahone
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Virtue is chok'd with foul ambition
William Shakespeare
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I think when you're younger, you need to socialize and be with people your own age.
Bonnie Wright
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It is lovely, when I forget all birthdays, including my own, to find that somebody remembers me.
Ellen Glasgow
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Oh to follow the road that leads away from everything, without anguish, death, winter waiting along it with their eyes open through the dew.
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