Lewis Carroll Quotes
The light was faint, and soft the air That breathed around the place; And she was lithe, and tall, and fair, And with a wayward grace Her queenly head she bare.
Lewis Carroll
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Science is spectral analysis. Art is light synthesis.
Karl Kraus
Air warfare is a shot through the brain, not a hacking to pieces of the enemy's body.
J. F. C. Fuller
One had to take some action against fear when once it laid hold of one.
Rainer Maria Rilke
My mom just understands about stuff. We have a really good trust, and she knows I can take care of myself.
Balthazar Getty
Ah, mastery... what a profoundly satisfying feeling when one finally gets on top of a new set of skills... and then sees the light under the new door those skills can open, even as another door is closing.
Gail Sheehy
On one hand, we know that everything happens for a reason, and there are no mistakes or coincidences. On the other hand, we learn that we can never give up, knowing that with the right tools and energy, we can reverse any decree or karma. So, which is it? Let the Light decide, or never give up? The answer is: both.
Yehuda Berg
We try to surround ourselves with love and light. You have to be there for each other. As a family, we are trying to make sure everything Dad worked so hard for carries on into the future.
Bindi Irwin
Love is to fear as light is to dark; in the presence of one, the other cannot exist. So wherever there is a place of fear in your life, think of one thing - even if it's just a thought you can think-where you can generate love to cast out the fear.
Marianne Williamson
The people with pets talk to them, they're less isolated and their lives are different with an animal by their side.
Karen Allen
When I'm on the set, I take five minutes to find the best angle for a scene, and then we just shoot it and it looks exactly what you see on screen because I don't touch it afterwards. I never think about it, before being on the set. That's my thing. I love to be stuck.
Quentin Dupieux
The light was faint, and soft the air That breathed around the place; And she was lithe, and tall, and fair, And with a wayward grace Her queenly head she bare.
Lewis Carroll
