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Behind it was that vast suspension bridge which always troubles me because it reminds me that in this mechanized age I am as little able to understand my environment as any primitive woman who thinks that a waterfall is inhabited by a spirit, and indeed less so, for her opinion might from a poetical point of view be correct.
Now get that Rose, get that get that Rose A little Hennessy & Louis the Thirteenth
Just hopped off the plane came back from Vancouv Little white tee sum boobs & bamboo
I'm the Barbie, keep alotta plastic. Little pink stars, put em on my jacket.
Pumps on and them little mini skirts is up. I see some good girls, Imma turn em out.
How could it be little me had the power to be The best 'B' in the league yeah inevitably
But could it be little me you was hecklin me Now it's monotony winnin regularly
Anyway I got a tight little honey dip That's why these niggas get tight when honey dip
I always say I hope to God I die in a town with a good tailor, a good shoemaker, and perhaps someone who's interested in a little quelque chose d'autre.
When I was a little kid, I loved horror films. I always liked being scared.
A show that no one thought had a chance has just finished its fifth year: Charmed. I think it's tougher for the younger networks, so I think they have a little more patience for the sake of the show. But who knows?
It is not quite right to describe One Taste as a "consciousness" or an "awareness," because that's a little too heady, too cognitive. It's more like the simple Feeling of Being. You already feel this simple Feeling of Being: it is the simple, present feeling of existence.
... they are structures that we build every time we engage in a thought that's just a little bit higher than a thought we had a moment before, or an activity that's just a little bit more noble than the activity we engaged in a moment before.
If we all looked out for each other a little bit more, I think we wouldn't have a lot of the crisis that we have in today's society.
The bathroom door swings open. Emma sees the blood painting my skin and the red rivers carved on my body. Emma sees the wet knife, silver and bone. The screams of my little sister shatter mirrors.
God alone created marriage. Adam slept through the entire ceremony. Eve came in late. It seems to me men are still sleeping through marriage, and women are still coming to their senses a little too late. God alone performed that ceremony, and He alone can hold it together.
Living and working for four decades in a Bologna apartment and studio he shared with his unwed sisters, Morandi painted little but bottles, boxes, jars, and vases. Yet like that of Chardin and the underappreciated William Nicholson, Morandi's work seems to slow down time and show you things you've never seen before.
While I am busy with little things, I am not required to do greater things.
I don't like things like little sandals that look fragile. I like to look strong and commanding.
Every little girl knows about love. It is only her capacity to suffer because of it that increases.
I have a little kitchen office at home, where I do all my kids' stuff.
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