Lord Byron Quotes
But first, on earth as vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent, Then ghastly haunt thy native place, And suck the blood of all thy race. There from thy daughter, sister, wife, At midnight drain the stream of life, Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse. Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the demon for their sire, As cursing thee, thou cursing them, Thy flowers are withered on the stem.
Lord Byron
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Government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the Earth.
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I go where the material is, and I feel like I'm looking for really strong directors. That's the key ingredient. There are some directors I would move the sun and earth for, or stop the rotation of the planets, just to work with them.
Olivia Thirlby
The fairest thing in nature, a flower, still has its roots in earth and manure.
D. H. Lawrence
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The human juggernaut is permanently eroding Earth's ancient biosphere.
E. O. Wilson
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I think every Internet user likes personalization.
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When we played, World Series checks meant something. Now all they do is screw your taxes.
Don Drysdale
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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
A Birkin bag is a very good rain hat; just put everything else in a plastic bag.
Jane Birkin
I'm more worried about you," she said. "You and trouble..." "yeah." She heard the smile in his voice. "We're like that.
Rachel Caine
But first, on earth as vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent, Then ghastly haunt thy native place, And suck the blood of all thy race. There from thy daughter, sister, wife, At midnight drain the stream of life, Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse. Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the demon for their sire, As cursing thee, thou cursing them, Thy flowers are withered on the stem.
Lord Byron
