Related Quotes
men goes-on prometheus
And man will go on. Man, not men. Ayn Rand
men years advice
That man has offered me unsolicited advice for six years, most of it bad. Calvin Coolidge
men happiness-and-success foundation
The seminary programs will help you as a young man or woman to lay a foundation for happiness and success in life. Richard G. Scott
men hands way-in-life
A man who wishes to make his way in life could do no better than go through the world with a boiling tea-kettle in his hand. Sydney Smith
men made
Man is not made better by being degraded. Dorothea Dix
men essentials aspect
Those who knew Lincoln described him as an extraordinarily funny man. Humor was an essential aspect of his temperament. He laughed, he explained, so he did not weep. Doris Kearns Goodwin
men turtles looks
Men who wear turtlenecks look like turtles. Doris Lilly
men emotional thinking
...She thinks, for the hundredth time, that in their emotional life all these intelligent men use a level so much lower than anything they use for work, that they might be different creatures. Doris Lessing
men thinking age
A woman without a man cannot meet a man, any man, of any age, without thinking, even if it's for a half-second, 'Perhaps this is THE man.
hair smooth shoulders
He smiled tolerantly at her. Rubbing his smooth chin its recently assassinated chin hairs, he studied her. She barely came up to Ronan's shoulder, but she was every bit as big as he, every bit as present. Maggie Stiefvater
hair littles dragonflies
I got to keep a clip for my hair. It had a pretty little dragonfly on it and I got to keep it Mackenzie Foy
hair choices these-days
I don't have much choice these days in how I have my hair. Mackenzie Crook
hair shadow trifles
The smallest hair throws its shadow. [Ger., Das kleinste Harr wirft seinen Schatten.] Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
hair brain frogs
Do I have a large frog in my hair? I have the sensation that something is eating my brain. Joaquin Phoenix
hair tease
Tease hair, not homos! James St. James
hair hands mind
Fang’s hand gently smoothed my hair off my neck. My breath froze in my chest, and every sense seemed hyperalert. His hand stroked my hair again, so softly, and then trailed across my neck and shoulder and down my back, making me shiver. I looked up. “What the heck are you doing?” “Helping you change your mind,” he whispered, and then he leaned over, tilted my chin up, and kissed me. James Patterson
hair ice wind
Don’t ever leave me again,” I said in a tiny voice. I won’t,” he promised into my hair, sounding most un-Fang-like. “I won’t. Not ever.” And just like that, a cold shard of ice that had been inside my chest ever since we’d split up-well, it just disappeared. I felt myself relax for the first time in I don’t known how long. The wind was chilly, but the sun was bright, and my whole flock was together. Fang and I were together. Excuse me? I’m alive too.” Iggy’s plaintive voice made me pull back.
hair natural composer
I was not influenced by composers as much as by natural objects and physical phenomena. Edgard Varese