Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
The night comes on that knows not morn,
When I shall cease to be all alone,
To live forgotten, and love forlorn.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Quotes to Explore
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Between 1776 and 1789, Americans replaced a government over them with a government under them. They have worried ever since about keeping it under. Distrust of its powers has been more common and more visible than distrust of the imperial authority of England ever was before the Revolution.
Edmund Morgan
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Middle English is an exciting field - almost uncharted, I begin to think, because as soon as one turns detailed personal attention on to any little corner of it, the received notions and ideas seem to crumple up and fall to pieces - as far as language goes, at any rate.
J. R. R. Tolkien
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I remember as a kid not ever wanting to have friends around to my house because it was, for want of a better description, disheveled.
Sam Taylor-Johnson
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Originally, I thought English was more my home. But Spanish is so much more romantic. I've had to learn new phrases. I've had to learn to be more secure about singing in Spanish. But I'm working on it.
La India
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I read pretty eclectically - fiction, non-fiction, and poetry - and I've been inspired and influenced by a number of writers.
Barry Eisler
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At first the English were very surprised by our disregarding the Hague Convention. But from 1916 onward they used at least as much poison as we did.
Otto Hahn
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The whole art of living consists in giving up existence in order to exist.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Trump is literally the epitome of evil, all the evils of this country - be it racism, capitalism, sexism, homophobia.
Patrisse Cullors
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I'm very close with my friends. If someone was to ever come along and be the right person, they would have to get along with my friends.
Matt Harvey
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Every day in every way we are leaving our mark.
Rachael Bermingham
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My parents live near the ocean, and I've spent a lot of time walking through the water at night, being around the water.
Win Butler
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The night comes on that knows not morn,
When I shall cease to be all alone,
To live forgotten, and love forlorn.
Alfred Lord Tennyson