Felicia Hemans Quotes
But fair the exil'd Palm-tree grewMidst foliage of no kindred hue;Through the laburnum’s dropping goldRose the light shaft of Orient mould,And Europe’s violets, faintly sweet,Purpled the mossbeds at its feet.
Felicia Hemans
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My manners, abominable at times, can be sweet.
Jack Kerouac
In the streets, they're very nice. On Twitter, there are people who love to hate me. Sometimes people get mean. I tend to answer like, 'Careful now, know who you're dealing with...' They're like, 'I'm sorry! Don't send the Lord of Light after me!' It's fun to play with that.
Carice van Houten
A piece of wall can be visually disintegrated from the whole into a separate triangle by plunging a diagonal of light from edge to edge on the wall; that is, side to floor, for instance.
Dan Flavin
I'll drive down the street, and I'll practice improv. I will sit there at a red light and see two guys talking to each other, and I will just start playing both characters. I can't hear them, but I can see their mouths moving, so I'll just put words in their mouths.
J. B. Smoove
There are more books in the world than hours in which to read them. We are thus deeply influenced by books we haven't read, that we haven't had the time to read.
Umberto Eco
My music is a little dark, and my lyrics are a little darker. Every day, I'm fighting towards the light.
Bebe Rexha
Budgets reflect our priorities, who we are as a nation, what we're going to put first, and emphasize and invest.
Brad Schneider
Let us think the unthinkable, let us do the undoable, let us prepare to grapple with the ineffable itself, and see if we may not eff it after all.
Douglas Adams
How sweet and beautifull is every place & I visit my old Haunts with renewed delight... nothing can exceed the beautiful green of the meadows which are beginning to fill with butter Cups - & various flowers - the birds are singing from morning till night but most of all the Sky larks - How delightfull is the Country.
John Constable
We need to thank all of our troops, and particularly those for whom we can never express enough gratitude for they have given their lives so that all of us may be free and that our democracy can be a shining light for the rest of the world.
Virgil Goode
But fair the exil'd Palm-tree grewMidst foliage of no kindred hue;Through the laburnum’s dropping goldRose the light shaft of Orient mould,And Europe’s violets, faintly sweet,Purpled the mossbeds at its feet.
Felicia Hemans