Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
To him, who still would gaze upon the glory of the summer sun, there comes, when that sun will from him part, a sullen hopelessness of heart.
Edgar Allan Poe
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I learned how to comport myself among trolls, elves, hobbits or goblins. I learned that a friend can be lost to greed and avarice. I learned that solving riddles may be as important a survival skill as bowmanship. I know how to talk to a dragon, and that it's best not to.
Karen Joy Fowler
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'Wicked' gave us a story that 'The Wizard of Oz' did not. Two sides to every story.
Abbi Glines
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There has got to be more to life than being a really, really, ridiculously good actor.
Gary Busey
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Of course, in the United States, which at the time was a very young country, there were also class distinctions. They weren't as pronounced, but they quickly evolved as well.
Iris Chang
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For years Don Imus was just – boy, he was merciless in his criticism of me. Maybe it was justified, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt.
Dan Rather
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The idea is a straightforward one. We provide an account for every newborn in America, a $500 account.
Harold Ford, Jr.
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I tried to resist his overtures, but he plied me with symphonies, quartets, chamber music, and cantatas.
S. J. Perelman
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The fullness of Your grace is here with me
The richness of Your beauty’s all I see
The brightness of Your glory has arrived
In Your presence God, I’m completely satisfied
For You I sing I dance
Rejoice in this divine romance
Lift my heart and my hands
To show my love, to show my love
Phil Wickham
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Like an animal. As if people weren’t animals. She tried to put a face on him. His eyes would betray the chaos of his heart, the riots that were exploding everywhere inside him. His eyes would be so black that they would shine blue in the sun.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
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The risk to be percieved defines the duty to be obeyed.
Benjamin Cardozo
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To him, who still would gaze upon the glory of the summer sun, there comes, when that sun will from him part, a sullen hopelessness of heart.
Edgar Allan Poe