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books-and-reading collection depends finished greatest professors university
What we become depends on what we read after all the professors have finished with us. The greatest university of all is the collection of books. Thomas Carlyle
bookstores exactly manner
Bookstores don't exactly dot the American highway in the grand manner of Sbarros. Rosecrans Baldwin
books family love sweeping
I love those books like 'Gone with the Wind,' the huge, sweeping family sagas. M. K. Hobson
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The performance is part of a larger picture. Getting up and performing poetry in front of big crowds is another way for these kids to view their lives from a different perspective, and we want the kids in our program 20 years from now to be reading the books some of these kids have written.
characters great life lock shock ways
I think the great thing about characters is the ways that they can be surprising. I mean, sometimes you think you've got a lock on a personality, even just in life, and then they'll shock you by their behavior. Joel Edgerton
love friendship happiness
Life is to be fortified by many friendships. To love and to be loved is the greatest happiness of existence. Sydney Smith
love life butterfly
Love, as is told by the seers of old, Comes as a butterfly tipped with gold, Flutters and flies in sunlit skies, Weaving round hearts that were one time cold. Algernon Charles Swinburne
love blow sky
O Love! they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying! And answer, echoes, answer! dying, dying, dying. Alfred Lord Tennyson
love hate scorn
Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
love land orange
O Love! what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine; In lands of palm, of orange-blossom, Of olive, aloe, and maize and vine!
love morning moving
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone: And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky.
love sweet pain
Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
love looks remember
Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.
love sick shadow
The folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow.