Charles Dickens Quotes
It was the beginning of a day in June; the deep blue sky unsullied by a cloud, and teeming with brilliant light. The streets were, as yet, nearly free from passengers, the houses and shops were closed, and the healthy air of morning fell like breath from angels, on the sleeping town.
Charles Dickens
Quotes to Explore
The options are war versus peace, and I am delighted that, so far, it appears that peaceful negotiation has won the day.
Valerie Plame
In 1953, Mom and Dad, living in Toronto, discovered, to their shock, that Mom was expecting. I was born in June 1954. My parents, thrilled, showered me with love.
Dan Hill
I was quite short and chubby until I was 14, when I shot up.
Rajiv Ouseph
A lot of people can't remember things because they weren't actually there to begin with - they don't take it all in.
Jack Nicholson
Tolerance is a very dull virtue. It is boring. Unlike love, it has always had a bad press. It is negative. It merely means putting up with people, being able to stand things.
E. M. Forster
I don't want to set the world up for surprises.
Barry Diller
We have altered the physical, chemical and biological properties of the planet on a geological scale. We have left no part of the globe untouched.
David Suzuki
He told us he was going to take crime out of the streets. He did. He took it into the damn White House.
Ralph Abernathy
We are afraid that our adult sexuality will somehow damage our kids, that it’s inappropriate or dangerous. But whom are we protecting? Children who see their primary caregivers at ease expressing their affection (discreetly, within appropriate boundaries) are more likely to embrace sexuality with the healthy combination of respect, responsibility, and curiosity it deserves. By censoring our sexuality, curbing our desires, or renouncing them altogether, we hand our inhibitions intact to the next generation.
Esther Perel
If you've only had one relationship, how do you know you're good in bed?
Darren Hayes
Savage Garden
It was the beginning of a day in June; the deep blue sky unsullied by a cloud, and teeming with brilliant light. The streets were, as yet, nearly free from passengers, the houses and shops were closed, and the healthy air of morning fell like breath from angels, on the sleeping town.
Charles Dickens
