T. S. Eliot Quotes
In this decayed hole among the mountainsIn the faint moonlight, the grass is singingOver the tumbled graves, about the chapelThere is the empty chapel, only the wind's home.
Quotes to Explore
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Success to me is having ten honeydew melons and eating only the top half of each slice.
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All institutions have lapses, even great ones, especially by individual rogue employees - famously in recent years at 'The Washington Post,' 'The New York Times,' and the three original TV networks.
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I think talent makes me really attracted to someone more than anything.
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I like being my age. I kind of have a political thing about it.
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I've noticed that, with many of the authors I like, I tend to think I would dislike them as human beings or that there'd be a healthy amount of debate if I ever did meet them.
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Let's start to have a grown up debate in this country about who we are and where we want to go and what kind of country we want to build.
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At school, I was a tomboy, and it would be me and all my guy friends.
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It's still going on. I guess it will be until Redmond quits, dies or is jailed.
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When you're a teenage girl, a lot of being pretty has to do with your hair.
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The job as a coach is difficult.
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Common sense should tell us that there is no reason for civilians to have access to easily concealable handguns with the capability to shoot through body armor.
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Emilia Clarke has beautiful brunette hair.
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I'm trying to be a singer, not a civil rights leader.
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People ask how could I be so conservative. Well, I was born to people raised in 1889.
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I'd love to work with Kanye West. He's gone through a lot of stuff in the public eye, but his music is genius. He always takes risks.
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The best V-Day gift I've ever received was a personalized photo collage.
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You have good days, you have bad days. But the main thing is to grow mentally.
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Yeah, I don't necessarily like endings that contrive an artificial moment of completion.
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And the jocund rebecks soundTo many a youth, and many a maid,Dancing in the checkered shade.And young and old come forth to playOn a sunshine holiday.
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Shakespeare is a wonderful language to speak, but it's also a world to get your mind into thematically.
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Memory is a fiction we tell ourselves: just a piece of the truth.
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Streets paved with opal sadness, Lead me counterclockwise, to pockets of joy, And jazz.
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In this decayed hole among the mountainsIn the faint moonlight, the grass is singingOver the tumbled graves, about the chapelThere is the empty chapel, only the wind's home.
