Charles Dickens Quotes
Everything that Mr Smallweed's grandfather ever put away in his mind was a grub at first, and is a grub at last. In all his life he has never bred a single butterfly.
Charles Dickens
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Near the end of my career, I saw things that didn't make too much sense to me when I was a kid.
Nadia Comaneci
Everything is tennis for me, it's my career and it's entertainment, but it's also a business.
Venus Williams
People do not seem to realize that their opinion of the world is also a confession of character.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The whole of society is like a cabbage-stalk covered with caterpillars, and none is satisfied till it has crawled to the top.
Sabine Baring-Gould
If you want, you can have a coffin made out of cardboard or wicker or papier mache. There's one like a seed pod, or you could buy one that doubles as both a bookcase and a coffin. During your life, you stand it in your living room, and then after you die, the books are taken out and your body put in their place and the whole thing buried.
Laura Wade
Weeks go by, and I don't talk to another living soul.
Sally Mann
Passion means suffering and compassion means suffering together. Suffering produces perseverance and perseverance produces character and character produces hope. And that lifts people up, knowing they're not alone.
Lacey Mosley
I think the best decade of my life was between 40 and 50. Forty was the turning point for me as an actress.
Catherine Deneuve
And our dreams are who we are.
Barbara Sher
I would be a drudge now, among the tents, and I would kneel before the warriors, and run from them when they shouted at me. I would be a woman, as women were reckoned in this place, a half-souled, witless animal, created to bear and pleasure men: an afterthought of the god.
Tanith Lee
If you ever need a helping hand, it is at the end of your arm. As you get older you must remember you have a second hand. The first one is to help yourself. The second hand is to help others.
Audrey Hepburn
Everything that Mr Smallweed's grandfather ever put away in his mind was a grub at first, and is a grub at last. In all his life he has never bred a single butterfly.
Charles Dickens