Conrad Aiken Quotes
And there was one, beneath black eaves, who thought,Combing with lifted arms her golden hair,Of the lover who hurried towards her through the night;And there was one who dreamed of a sudden deathAs she blew out her light.
Conrad Aiken
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With 'posts' running in the millions, Internet message boards have become an essential part of the savvy investor's arsenal.
Gary Weiss
I don't have a set image. In fact, I would be curious to know how someone slots me.
Randeep Hooda
Photography, painting or poetry – those are just extensions of me, how I perceive things; they are my way of communicating.
Viggo Mortensen
My marks were always bad, and I was a bad influence on other children, so they would explain to my mother that they could retain me only by being partial towards me, and so I should offer to leave the school myself. I would barely get 40-50% and was also extremely naughty.
Ram Charan
What's important is to be able to see yourself, I think, as having commonality with other people and not determine, because of your good luck, that everybody is less significant, less interesting, less important than you are.
Harrison Ford
My wife's income allowed me to do what I really loved. I realized that women's liberation is men's liberation, too.
Warren Farrell
I would be lying if I told you that I hadn't had aspirations to run for a statewide office.
Wendy Davis
Black beans and soy beans are the cornerstones of longevity diets around the world.
Dan Buettner
The mouth was wide open and ripped at the corners, as though she had choked a little in giving up the tremendous vitality she had stored so long.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
After this many years of being a lead singer in a touring rock band, I've had my fair share of fun. But those days are long behind me.
Chad Kroeger
Nickelback
It'd be like a bunch of rivers, the Amazon and the Mississippi and the Congo asking how the Atlantic Ocean might affect them… and the answer is, of course, that they won't be rivers anymore, just currents in the ocean.
Douglas Adams
And there was one, beneath black eaves, who thought,Combing with lifted arms her golden hair,Of the lover who hurried towards her through the night;And there was one who dreamed of a sudden deathAs she blew out her light.
Conrad Aiken