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shame poseidon said
Blowfish, did you say?" "Ah, no. Blofis, actually." "Oh, I see," Poseidon said. "A shame. I quite like blowfish. Rick Riordan
shame waste youth
Youth is wonderful. It's a shame to waste it on the young. Mark Twain
shame hasty conscience
Nature's hasty conscience. Maria Edgeworth
shame sour manchester-united
It's a shame the Manchester United situation turned sour. Paul Ince
shame crime
The crime and not the scaffold makes the shame. Pierre Corneille
shame accepted participation
While someone can attempt to shame you, shame must also be accepted to be effective. We can't make you feel shame without your participation. Seth
shameless carelessness
... there can be no more shameless carelessness than with the food we eat for life itself. M. F. K. Fisher
shame idleness
In work there is no shame; shame is in the idleness. Hesiod
shame speak
It's a shame that that's how it has to end. Obviously, something was really bugging him because you just don't speak like that out of emotion. Josh Beckett
poor
He is poor who does not feel content. Japanese Proverb
poor room tremendous
I thought he did some tremendous things. I thought he did some poor things. He has a lot of room to grow. Mike Hohensee
poor factory-workers factories
I'm in show business. I'm not like a poor factory worker who'd been laid off. Woody Allen
poor
There's no future in being poor. Robert Shaw
poor prose inadequate
Prose is a poor thing, a poor inadequate thing, compared with poetry which says so much more in shorter time. Vita Sackville-West
poor said lost
Poor Kate,"said Constance,"she's lost her marbles. Trenton Lee Stewart
poor
If you're poor, potato chips are the food of life for you. It's the caviar. Sandra Cisneros
poorly start tension
If you start out poorly like that, the tension only mounts every game. Jerramy Stevens
poor resign sick sure
I know for sure that Boris Nikolayevich Yeltsin is a very sick person. He must resign because of his poor health. Alexander Lebed
comrades flat great plain return war
I must return to my old comrades of the Great War - to the brown, the treeless, the flat and grave-set plain of Flanders - to the rolling, heat-miraged downlands of the Somme - for I am dead with them, and they live in me again. Henry Williamson