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roar shall together yell
Bible Bible They shall roar together like lions: they shall yell as lions' whelps.
roar storm tones until
William Shakespeare Tones that sound, and roar and storm about me until I have set them down in notes.
roaring town winter
John Gresiak Unfortunately, winter is going to come roaring back into town tomorrow.
roaring forks back-again
Tom Waits You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again.
shall
Teresa Williams What do you think, Bob, shall we keep her?
shallow torture water wish
Bulgarian Proverb If you wish to drown, do not torture yourself with shallow water
shall
Gayle Korczyk It is was a "GOD MOMENT" that I shall never forget.
shall stuff time
Donald Hall now i have time to do stuff, and do stuff i shall do!
shall
Voltaire say, "Believe as I do, or I shall assassinate you
shall testimony thy
Bible Bible Quicken me after thy lovingkindness; so shall I keep the testimony of thy mouth.
shall
Brian Ballard There will be some voter-friendly, or shall we say patronizing, legislation. We'll see some trash, but most of it will be pretty good.
shall whether
Sessue Hayakawa I shall ask to see whether they want me in dress clothes or in Japanese.
shall
Joyce Banda I shall always be proud of what I've done, regardless of what you journalists or anybody can say.
together stories way
Umberto Eco I seem to know all the cliches, but not how to put them together in a believable way. Or else these stories are terrible and grandiose precisely because all the cliches intertwine in an unrealistic way and you can't disentangle them. But when you actually live a cliche, it feels brand new, and you are unashamed.
together life-is-like breakfast
Tre Cool Life is like breakfast: you just mix all ingredients 'cause in your stomach it will all come together.
together band
Rick Danko Paul Butterfield and I had a band together at one point.
together evolution hypothesis
William Jennings Bryan Evolution is not truth; it is merely a hypothesis-it is millions of guesses strung together.
together territory phrases
Virginia Woolf But when we sit together, close,’ said Bernard, ‘we melt into each other with phrases. We are edged with mist. We make an unsubstantial territory.
togetherness concepts
William Shatner I love the concept of togetherness and the entwinement of marriage.
together force ideals
William J. Clinton The ideals that bind us together are as old as our nation, but so are the forces that pull us apart.
together france gunpowder
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Frenchmen are like gunpowder, each by itself smutty and contemptible, but mass them together and they are terrible indeed!
together looks rebel
Vivienne Westwood When we started to do punk, we put all of these things together to create the look of an urban guerrilla - a rebel.
yelled
John Thompson I yelled at them. We peeled a little paint.
yelling conservative art-history
William F. Buckley, Jr. A conservative is someone who stands athwart history, yelling Stop, at a time when no one is inclined to do so, or to have much patience with those who so urge it.
yellow lovely sun
Vincent Van Gogh How lovely yellow is! It stands for the sun.
yellow people black
Zora Neale Hurston If it was so honorable and glorious to be black, why was it the yellow-skinned people among us had so much prestige?
yelling rivers adrift
Zhuangzi In a river mist, if another boat knocks against yours, you might yell at the other fellow to stay clear. But if you notice then, that it's an empty boat, adrift with nobody aboard, you stop yelling. When you discover that all the others are drifting boats, there's no one to yell at. And when you find out you are an empty boat, there's no one to yell.
yellow what-if life-is
Yevgeny Zamyatin And a question stirred within me: What if he, this yellow-eyed creature, in his disorderly, filthy mound of leaves, in his uncomputed life, is happier than we are?
yellow tangible littles
Vladimir Nabokov I could isolate, consciously, little. Everything seemed blurred, yellow-clouded, yielding nothing tangible. Her inept acrostics, maudlin evasions, theopathies - every recollection formed ripples of mysterious meaning. Everything seemed yellowly blurred, illusive, lost.
yellow silence golden
Zell Miller Silence isn't golden. It's yellow.
yelling feelings mind
Libba Bray Evie didn’t mind yelling, but she hated feeling judged. It got under her skin and made her feel small and ugly and unfixable.