Denis Florence MacCarthy Quotes
Ah! my heart is weary waiting, Waiting for the May: Waiting for the pleasant rambles Where the fragrant hawthorn brambles, Where the woodbine alternating, Scent the dewy way; Ah! my heart is weary, waiting, Waiting for the May.Denis Florence MacCarthy
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I enjoy doing new tunes. It gives me a little bit to perk up, to pay a little bit more attention.
Earl Scruggs -
I was looking for what was coming from a man's soul and a man's conviction. I didn't care about his past. If it was innate and natural and felt good to him and it communicated.
Sam Phillips -
Do the thing we fear, and death of fear is certain.
Ralph Waldo Emerson -
We can no longer tolerate losing one more innocent child or putting one more firefighter at risk in a fire that could have been prevented at the cost of pennies by making a couple simple changes to the construction of a cigarette.
Ed Markey -
The shelf life of the average trade book is somewhere between milk and yogurt.
Calvin Trillin -
If I got $300 million from the California Lottery, the first thing I would do is buy the rights to 'Firefly', make it on my own, and distribute it on the Internet.
Nathan Fillion
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Though he made a joke when asked to do the right thing, he always did it. He was so much more in earnest than he appeared. He did not do himself justice.
Florence Nightingale -
I go to a meeting every day. I surround myself with people who don't use. I recently got back from Ozzfest and I caught myself in kind of a sticky situation where I was around a lot of people using, drinking and it was kind of - I didn't have the urge to use once, but I just knew I shouldn't have been there.
Jack Osbourne -
I think I'm happier with that. $rubyometer += 0.3 or so.
Larry Wall -
The more visible signs of protest are gone, but I think there is a realization that the tactics of the late sixties are not sufficient to meet the challenges of the seventies.
Coretta Scott King -
Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack, Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back - Gold-sucking leeches, shoals on shoals!Fill all the air with hungry wails - 'Reward us, ere we think or write! Without your Gold mere Knowledge fails To sate the swinish appetite!'
Lewis Carroll -
There is no ageism or 'youthism' when it comes to freedom of speech. We are all citizens.
Jacques Parizeau
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I do give books as gifts sometimes, when people would rather have one than a new Ferrari.
Dean Koontz -
The influx of women into paid work and her increased power raise a woman's aspirations and hopes for equal treatment at home. Her lower wage and status at work and the threat of divorce reduce what she presses for and actually expects.
Arlie Russell Hochschild -
It wasn't until I left that I realised it's not weird to grow up in certain cities and, by the age of 27 or 28, for all of your friends to still be alive. I can think of a lot of kids that I knew in Chicago who were supposed to grow up but didn't.
Chance The Rapper -
I watched Mark Rylance in the Broadway revival of 'La Bete,' and it knocked my socks off. The complete commitment, passion, and unbridled enjoyment in every moment of what he was doing was overwhelming.
David Alan Basche -
Writers can express ideas and emotions that are important to them but have no other means of expression. Some of these ideas may be fantastic, and some of the emotions may be given clearer voice in fantastic fiction.
Brian Stableford -
Insulin is not a cure for diabetes; it is a treatment. It enables the diabetic to burn sufficient carbohydrates so that proteins and fats may be added to the diet in sufficient quantities to provide energy for the economic burdens of life.
Frederick Banting
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Every good movie I watch, the hero becomes my favourite. I start blushing every time a hero romances a heroine.
Hansika Motwani -
There was a time when I was 312 pounds. And I've been all different weights.
Kathy Najimy -
To have any kind of a future you've got to give up hope of ever changing your past.
M. L. Stedman -
Ah! my heart is weary waiting, Waiting for the May: Waiting for the pleasant rambles Where the fragrant hawthorn brambles, Where the woodbine alternating, Scent the dewy way; Ah! my heart is weary, waiting, Waiting for the May.
Denis Florence MacCarthy