Lord Byron Quotes
So do the dark in soul expire, Or live like scorpion girt by fire; So writhes the mind remorse hath riven, Unfit for earth, undoom'd for heaven, Darkness above, despair beneath, Around it flame, within it death.
Lord Byron
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I am not convinced that there is such a thing as a soul.
Taylor Caldwell
Is life so dear or peace so sweet as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!
Patrick Henry
My death is incidental, and I worry very much about my loved ones and, you know, would like to make it as easy as possible for them. Or wish I could will away whatever, you know, the sadness they will feel when I die. But for me, nothing. The world goes on.
Barbara Ehrenreich
Rock was always part of my heart and soul. But the times just changed and everybody wanted to dance.
Narada Michael Walden
Seeing death is not as difficult as you might think. What's harder is to see people suffer. It's the people the dead left behind that get to you.
Lara Logan
But I have been in some very beautiful churches, then I've looked outside and seen people starving to death.
Captain Beefheart
That is why Christians are told not to judge. We see only the results which a man's choices make out of his raw material. But God does not judge him on the raw material at all, but on what he has done with it.
C. S. Lewis
We thought that the Internet was going to connect us all together. As a young geek in rural Maine, I got excited about the Internet because it seemed that I could be connected to the world. What it's looking like increasingly is that the Web is connecting us back to ourselves.
Eli Pariser
And this is something I must accept - even if, like acid on metal, it is slowly corroding me inside.
Tabitha Suzuma
He talked a lot about the past and I gathered that he wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that had gone into loving Daisy.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Go head on, with yo' fat apple pie ass, Aunt Bea!
Martin Lawrence
So do the dark in soul expire, Or live like scorpion girt by fire; So writhes the mind remorse hath riven, Unfit for earth, undoom'd for heaven, Darkness above, despair beneath, Around it flame, within it death.
Lord Byron