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unless
I will never say I am committed to somebody unless I'm serious about that person. Estelle
unless
Unless we get very fortunate, ... we are not going to be a championship contender. Rod Thorn
unless
He wasn't going to give it up willingly. He didn't want to give it up unless he had to.
unless work
I don't go to work unless I feel I really have a story that would be interesting to tell. Armand Assante
unless
I don't even read most reviews, unless there is a potential lawsuit on view. Gore Vidal
unless
Unless something unforeseen happens, they are going to make it if they keep up this pace. Jacques Rogge
unless
In the long run, no nation can prosper unless the world prospers. Charles M. Schwab
unless yell
You cannot just scream and yell unless you feel it in your whole body. Esha Gupta
unless
I really don't have anything urgent to say, and I think you shouldn't write unless you have something urgent to say. Sometimes that troubles me, and sometimes I don't really care.
yelled
I yelled at them. We peeled a little paint. John Thompson
yelling conservative art-history
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. William F. Buckley, Jr.
yellow lovely sun
How lovely yellow is! It stands for the sun. Vincent Van Gogh
yellow people black
If it was so honorable and glorious to be black, why was it the yellow-skinned people among us had so much prestige? Zora Neale Hurston
yelling rivers adrift
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. Zhuangzi
yellow what-if life-is
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? Yevgeny Zamyatin
yellow tangible littles
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. Vladimir Nabokov
yellow silence golden
Silence isn't golden. It's yellow. Zell Miller
yelling feelings mind
Evie didn’t mind yelling, but she hated feeling judged. It got under her skin and made her feel small and ugly and unfixable. Libba Bray