Conrad Aiken Quotes
Once I loved, and she I loved was darkened.Again I loved, and love itself was darkened.Vainly we follow the circle of shadowy days.The screen at last grows dark, the flutes are silent.The doors of night are closed. We go our ways.
Conrad Aiken
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Anything's possible if you've got enough nerve.
Joanne Rowling
If God, as some now say, is dead, He no doubt died of trying to find an equitable solution to the Arab-Jewish problem.
I. F. Stone
A lot happens in 20 years.
Pat Morita
Friendship, like the immortality of the soul, is too good to be believed.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
I'm nearsighted in my right eye, have glaucoma in my left, and the nerves in my hands are on Medicare. Basically, I'm on the wrong end of a short sale.
Gary McCord
Looking beautiful isn't just about what you apply on your face. It's the little things you do that matter. A combination of a good diet, exercise, healthy habits, discipline, dancing etc. is what my beauty routine consists of. Also, I have no bad habits; I don't drink or smoke. All these contribute to me being fit and looking good.
Madhuri Dixit
I think the 19th century is an extraordinary period with a welling up of creativity and all kinds of experimentation and exploration going on at least until 1940.
Edmund Phelps
Out of any country on the planet, I can't think of a country that has been more focused than Iran from the high levels of government on cyber, and that includes the United States.
Dmitri Alperovitch
War is not an adventure. It is a disease. It is like typhus.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
It sounds creepy, but I always liked the idea of disappearing then becoming something new. That of course was before I disappeared.
Elizabeth Hand
I did comics on the Internet because it was free, and if I had made printed copies, I wouldn't have known what to do with them. But I knew how to make a website when most people didn't, and back then, that was enough!
John Allison
Once I loved, and she I loved was darkened.Again I loved, and love itself was darkened.Vainly we follow the circle of shadowy days.The screen at last grows dark, the flutes are silent.The doors of night are closed. We go our ways.
Conrad Aiken
