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glad helped lose time
Win, lose or draw, I'm done. I'm glad to have helped the league, but it's time for me to go. Darryl Hammond
gladly
I shake hands very gladly politically. I don't think you could be a politician if you didn't shake hands. Donald Trump
spring oakland afternoon
It's been like that all spring. It's just that balls decided to hang up there. It's hard to catch it when you can't see it. But that's how it's going to be in Oakland in the afternoon anyway. Nick Swisher
spring night broadway
When I was on Broadway, my most recent Broadway show was 'Spring Awakening,' and every night I did a topless scene. Lea Michele
spring roots growth
True religion is slow in growth, and, when once planted, is difficult of dislodgement; but its intellectual counterfeit has no root in itself: it springs up suddenly, it suddenly withers. John Henry Newman
spring fall sacrifice
It is not truly realistic or scientific to take short views, to sacrifice the future to immediate pressure, to ignore facts and forces that are disagreeable and to magnify the enduring quality of whatever falls in with immediate desire. It is false that the evils of the situation arise from absence of ideals; they spring from wrong ideals. John Dewey
spring character passion
The first glance at History convinces us that the actions of men proceed from their needs, their passions, their characters and talents; and impresses us with the belief that such needs, passions and interests are the sole spring of actions. Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel
spring divorce thinking
In Palm Springs, they think homelessness is caused by bad divorce lawyers. Garry Trudeau
spring feet criticism
A good critic is the sorcerer who makes some hidden spring gush forth unexpectedly under our feet. Francois Mauriac
spring heart men
Blest be the gracious Power, who taught mankind To stamp a lasting image of the mind! Beasts may convey, and tuneful birds may sing, Their mutual feelings, in the opening spring; But Man alone has skill and power to send The heart's warm dictates to the distant friend; 'Tis his alone to please, instruct, advise Ages remote, and nations yet to rise. George Crabbe
spring winter blow
When winter stern, his gloomy front uprears, A sable void the barren earth appears; The meads no more their former verdure boast, Fast-bound their streams, and all their beauty lost; The herds, the flocks, in icy garments mourn, and wildly murmur for the Spring's return; From snow-topp'd hills the whirlwinds keenly blow, Howl through the woods, and pierce the vales below, Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies, Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies.