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morning stars moon
Charles Dickens The night crept on apace, the moon went down, the stars grew pale and dim, and morning, cold as they, slowly approached. Then, from behind a distant hill, the noble sun rose up, driving the mists in phantom shapes before it, and clearing the earth of their ghostly forms till darkness came again.
morning light long-ago
Charles Dickens I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and, as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so, the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.
morning air giving
Charles Dickens The great grindstone, Earth, had turned when Mr. Lorry looked out again, and the sun was red on the courtyard. But, the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with red upon it that the sun had never give, and would never take away.
morning halloween night
Charles Dickens I recollected one story there was in the village, how that on a certain night in the year (it might be that very night for anything I knew), all the dead people came out of the ground and sat at the heads of their own graves till morning.
morning life-and-love up-early
Charles Dickens Possibly we might even improve the world a little, if we got up early in the morning, and took off our coats to the work.
morning sunday waiting
Charles Stanley On Sunday morning, I'm not nervous... I can't wait to tell what God wants me to say.
morning heart years
Alan Watts The morning glory which blooms for an hour differs not at heart from the giant pine, which lives for a thousand years.
morning thinking looks
Alan Watts To define is to limit, to set boundaries, to compare and to contrast, and for this reason, the universe, the all, seems to defy definition....Just as no one in his senses would look for the morning news in a dictionary, no one should use speaking and thinking to find out what cannot be spoken or thought.
lost-love thinking together
Carrie Ann Inaba JLo and I did not get along well when we worked together. I don't think there's love lost. I don't know if there was a lot of love from the very beginning.
lost-love july forever
Diego Rivera July 13, 1954 was the most tragic day of my life. I had lost my beloved Frida forever. To late now I realized that the most wonderful part of my life had been my love for Frida.
lost-love ruins made
Dennis Lehane And he hated himself and hated her,too, for the ruin they'd made of each other.
lost-love moving sleep
Brian Andreas I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.
lost-love love-is hatred
C. S. Lewis Love may, indeed, love the beloved when her beauty is lost: but not because it is lost. Love may forgive all infirmities and love still in spite of them: but Love cannot cease to will their removal. Love is more sensitive than hatred itself to every blemish in the beloved… Of all powers he forgives most, but he condones least: he is pleased with little, but demands all.
lost-love pride gay
Jasmine Guy One disco, one soft ball game, one lost love, one gay pride rally at a time.
lost-love attachment people
Diane Ackerman As anyone who has received or dispensed psychotherapy knows, it's a profession whose mainspring is love. Nearly everyone who visits a therapist has a love disorder of one sort or another, and each has a story to tell - of love lost or denied, love twisted or betrayed, love perverted or shackled to violence. Broken attachments litter the office floors like pick-up sticks. People appear with frayed seams and spilling pockets.
lost-love lost dues
Brenda Jackson in due time you'll learn there is life after a lost love!
lost-love kids people
Brian Welch I worshipped money so much that it ruined my life. Money is not my god. I just want to manage His money for Him, for the poor people, the lost kids. I just love everybody.
eye exercise cry
Charles Dickens It opens the lungs, washes the countenance, exercises the eyes, and softens down the temper; so cry away.
eye home dark
Charles Dickens Bleak, dark, and piercing cold, it was a night for the well-housed and fed to draw round the bright fire, and thank God they were at home; and for the homeless starving wretch to lay him down and die. Many hunger-worn outcasts close their eyes in our bare streets at such times, who, let their crimes have been what they may, can hardly open them in a more bitter world.
eye numbers envy
Charles Caleb Colton As the rays of the sun, notwithstanding their velocity, injure not the eye, by reason of their minuteness, so the attacks of envy, notwithstanding their number, ought not to wound our virtue by reason of their insignificance.
eye sight sore-eyes
Charles Dickens the sight of me is good for sore eyes
eye men thinking
Charles Dickens I am no more annoyed when I think of the expression, than I should be annoyed by a man's opinion of a picture of mine, who had no eye for pictures; or of a piece of music of mine, who had no ear for music.
eye hands evil
Charles Dickens But the sun itself, however beneficent, generally, was less kind to Coketown than hard frost, and rarely looked intently into any of its closer regions without engendering more death than life. So does the eye of Heaven itself become an evil eye, when incapable or sordid hands are interposed between it and the thing it looks upon to bless.
eye hypocrisy shining
Charles Dickens [S]he stood for some moments gazing at the sisters, with affection beaming in one eye, and calculation shining out of the other.
eye mad black
Charles Dickens An unfinished coffin on black tressels, which stood in the middle of the shop, looked so gloomy and death-like that a cold tremble came over him, every time his eyes wandered in the direction of the dismal object: from which he almost expected to see some frightful form slowly rear its head, to drive him mad with terror.
eye light skins
Charles Dickens With throbbing veins and burning skin, eyes wild and heavy, thoughts hurried and disordered, he felt as though the light were a reproach, and shrunk involuntarily from the day as if he were some foul and hideous thing.