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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You don't choose a party because it's the flavour of the month. I feel I will be able to work under a political system. I feel if people like me don't enter politics to bring change, who will?
Nandan Nilekani
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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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If you hit a midget on the head with a stick, he turns into 40 gold coins.
Patton Oswalt
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Our world is moving at an ever-accelerating pace, and with the advent of social media, what happens in New York now can be reported across the globe 60 seconds later.
Stuart Rose
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So living Nature, not dull Art,Shall plan my ways and rule my heart.
John Henry Newman
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The post-war American newsroom resembled a vast factory churning out multiple editions through the night. Reporters spent days, sometimes weeks, on a single story.
Lionel Barber
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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