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
I grew up with three little brothers. Every Christmas, we'd have piles of toy trucks and Lincoln Logs and G.I. Joes under the tree. Those were for them. For me? My No. 1 favorite present of all time: books. Two or three tall stacks of wonderful stories that I could lose myself in for weeks.
Karen Robards
When you're in a fighter jet and there's a dark layer of clouds with just one blue hole with the sun going through it, you shoot for that hole. You go vertical into the light, and suddenly, instead of gray and dark, it's light and blue. You are totally connected with the elements. You are in another world.
Yves Rossy
I don't diet, I don't do fads, I've just decided to not eat carbs. So no more bread and pasta for the month. I can't live without chocolate, though. I've always got a bar in my handbag. It has to be 72%. Any less and it's too sweet, any more and it's inedible. Like I said, I'm very particular.
Nancy Meyers
Sweet potatoes are ideal for lazy days: just bake, then mash and mix with yogurt, butter or olive oil.
Yotam Ottolenghi
The Self is self-luminous without darkness and light, and is the reality which is self-manifest. Therefore, one should not think of it as this or as that. The very thought of thinking will end in bondage.
Ramana Maharshi
I am deeply grieved by the loss of the crew of Columbia. I express my sincere condolences to the families and friends of the astronauts. I believe that their names will remain as the bright sparkling stars in the universe and will light the way for those who will follow them on the difficult roads of space exploration.
Valentina Tereshkova
Snow Cake is a lovely film. Really proud of that. We shot it in 21 days. I thought Sigourney was amazing in it. And very, very accurate. I think there was some element that thought she had pushed it too far. But not at all when you do the amount of homework she had done and spent the amount of time she did with adult autistics. She was right on the money. And I think Marc Evans is a terrific director. He's a sweet, open, honest man and a really good director of actors.
Alan Rickman
Dream in light years, challenge miles, walk step by step
William Shakespeare
All economists should be locked up until they admit that they don't know what they're talking about.
Andy Rooney
I remember at one stage, I was like, 'Oh no. I'm going to be remembered as the 'Do You Mind' Girl.'
Kyla Reid
Good character is more to be praised than outstanding talent. Most talents are, to some extent, a gift. Good character, by contrast, is not given to us. We have to build it, piece by piece - by thought, choice, courage, and determination.
H. Jackson Brown, Jr.
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
