Antoine de Saint-Exupery Quotes
But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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Love me or hate me, both are in my favour. If you love me, I will always be in your heart, and if you hate me, I will be in your mind.
Qandeel Baloch
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Where there is righteousness in the heart, there is beauty in the character. When there is beauty in the character, there is harmony in the home. When there is harmony in the home, there is order in the nation. When there is order in the nation, there is peace in the world.
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
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I've learned through experience that life is never that bad. The secret is just paying attention to how you feel and not letting anyone else dictate what in your heart you know is right.
Dana Plato
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There's a part of my heart that forever has Anne Boleyn written on it, who I played in 'The Tudors.'
Natalie Dormer
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I am a man who is noble. I have a good heart, but at the same time, I'm a little malicioso. There's no way of hiding that side.
Maluma
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Though I am an MP from Maharashtra, my heart beats for Katihar.
Tariq Anwar
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I've been a big fan of Joe Hill ever since his first novel, 'Heart-Shaped Box.'
Caitlin Kittredge
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No one knows how it is that with one glance a boy can break through into a girl's heart.
Nancy Thayer
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I have created a new genre. It is a soulful creation that comes straight from my heart.
Kailash Kher
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Logically, harmony must come from the heart... Harmony very much based on trust. As soon as use force, creates fear. Fear and trust cannot go together.
Dalai Lama
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To be a CEO is a calling. You should not do it because it is a job. It is a calling, and you have got to be involved in it with your head, heart and hands. Your heart has got to be in the job; you got to love what you do; it consumes you. And if you are not willing to get into the CEO job that way, there is no point getting into it.
Indra Nooyi
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The rustling of the silk is discontinued, Dust drifts over the courtyard, There is not sound of footfall, and the leaves Scurry into heaps and lie still, And she the rejoicer of the heart is beneath them: A wet leaf that clings to the threshold.
Ezra Pound
