Pablo Neruda Quotes
I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes, my rage, forgetting everything, I walk by, going through office buildings and orthopedic shops, and courtyards with washing hanging from the line: underwear, towels and shirts from which slow dirty tears are falling.
Pablo Neruda
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Life does not owe me a shred.
Valerie Harper
I've always felt it's ridiculous to say, of any of the females in my life: You're my friend, you're my wife, you're my girlfriend, you're my co-worker. This is your box, and you're not allowed to stray outside of it.
Jack White
The White Stripes
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Rachel Sklar
The path of least resistance is the path of the loser.
H. G. Wells
Anti-inflammatories always seemed to work well for my joints, but the problem was you couldn't take them all the time.
Caitlyn Jenner
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Olivier Theyskens
I used homeopathy, acupuncture, yoga and meditation in conjunction with my chemotherapy to help me get stronger again after the cancer. I also chanted with Buddhist friends and prayed with Christian friends. I covered all my bases.
Olivia Newton-John
Don't any of you realize there's only one life between that madman and the Presidency?
Mark Hanna
It's also possible to have two third person singular points of view, as represented by two characters through whose eyes the story is told in alternating chapters, say.
Arthur Herzog
Was it the infinite sadness of her eyes that drew him or the mirror of himself that he found in the gorgeous clarity of her mind?
F. Scott Fitzgerald
In the garden of thy heart, plant naught but the rose of love.
Bahá'u'lláh
I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes, my rage, forgetting everything, I walk by, going through office buildings and orthopedic shops, and courtyards with washing hanging from the line: underwear, towels and shirts from which slow dirty tears are falling.
Pablo Neruda
