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| James Agee |
This continent, an open palm...
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| Eden Ahbez |
The earth is my altar, the...
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| Shana Alexander |
The graceful Georgian streets and...
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| Chris Van Allsburg |
The Dick, Jane, and Spot...
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| Anthony Anderson |
Tom Arnold and I, we have...
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| Ursula Andress |
I fell from the sky. I'm...
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| Paul Auster |
You can't put your feet on...
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| Sai Baba |
Look out into the universe and...
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| Sai Baba |
You must be a lotus, unfolding...
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| Francis Bacon |
The way of fortune is like...
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| Charles Baudelaire |
Music fathoms the sky.
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| Cecil Beaton |
More varied than any landscape...
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| Max Beckmann |
On my left the shooting had...
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| Arna Bontemps |
Let us keep the dance of...
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| Paul Bowles |
The sky hides the night behind...
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| Tycho Brahe |
When, according to habit, I...
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| Tycho Brahe |
With a firm and steadfast mind...
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| Bertolt Brecht |
You don't need to pray to...
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| Peter Brimelow |
Hey, nothing grows to the sky...
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| Gwendolyn Brooks |
When you love a man, he...
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| William C. Bryant |
The moon is at her full...
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| William C. Bryant |
Go forth under the open sky...
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| William C. Bryant |
Vainly the fowler's eye Might...
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| Georg Buchner |
The stars are scattered all...
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| Buddha |
In the sky, there is no...
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| Buddha |
The way is not in the...
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| George H. W. Bush |
We are a nation of communities...
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| James Callaghan |
I am not proposing to seek...
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| Charisma Carpenter |
There's a pretty good chance...
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| Lewis Carroll |
Twinkle, twinkle little bat How...
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| Rosalia de Castro |
Happiness, I do not know where...
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| Coco Chanel |
Fashion is not something that...
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| William Merritt Chase |
I don't believe in making...
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| Anton Chekhov |
We shall find peace. We shall...
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| Anton Chekhov |
I promise to be an excellent...
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| Adrian Cronauer |
It's not written in the...
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| e. e. cummings |
I thank you God for this...
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| e. e. cummings |
A wind has blown the rain...
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| Ted Danson |
If you take one rivet out...
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| Indra Devi |
Like water which can clearly...
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| Emily Dickinson |
The brain is wider than the...
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| John Dyer |
I love the sea's sounds and...
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| Bob Dylan |
No one is free, even the...
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| Ralph Waldo Emerson |
The sky is the daily bread...
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| Michael Ende |
She would sit by herself in...
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| Euripides |
There is the sky, which is...
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| Lorrie Fair |
They are always telling us...
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| Jules Feiffer |
Artists can color the sky red...
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| Sonia Gandhi |
Together we can face any...
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| Marcus Garvey |
God and Nature first made us...
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| Uri Geller |
I've seen lights in the sky...
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| Barry Gibb |
But even now, when people see...
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| William Gibson |
The sky above the port was...
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| George Gissing |
For the man sound in body...
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| Whoopi Goldberg |
I want Carl Sagan to explain...
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| Julien Green |
A child's fear is a world...
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| William Green |
I'm using all my resources to...
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| Brian Greene |
I have long thought that...
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| Franz Grillparzer |
If someone were to think that...
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| Umberto Guidoni |
I was, I remember, I still...
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| Thomas Hardy |
The sky was clear - remarkably...
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| Ben Harper |
I really feel like the sky...
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| John Hench |
The colors I choose there was...
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| Jimi Hendrix |
Excuse me while I kiss the...
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| Herman Hesse |
It was morning; through the...
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| Antony Hewish |
Jocelyn Bell joined the project...
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| Joe Hill |
Work and pray, live on hay...
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| Adolf Hitler |
Anyone who sees and paints a...
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| Eric Hoffer |
Our passionate preoccupation with the...
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| Alice Hoffman |
Among men and women, those in...
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| E. T. A. Hoffmann |
How prone poor Humanity is to...
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| A. E. Housman |
Shoulder the sky, my lad, and...
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| A. E. Housman |
The troubles of our proud and...
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| Victor Hugo |
There is one spectacle grander...
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| Sol Hurok |
The sky's the limit if you...
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| Jean Ingelow |
How gently rock yon poplars...
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| Muhammad Iqbal |
I have seen the movement of...
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| Al Jarreau |
My eyes went blank, and I...
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| Pamela Hansford Johnson |
The sky broke like an egg...
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| Lyndon B. Johnson |
The atomic bomb certainly is...
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| Abdul Kalam |
Look at the sky. We are...
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| Immanuel Kant |
Two things awe me most, the...
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| Helen Keller |
It's wonderful to climb the...
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| Jack Kerouac |
My witness is the empty sky...
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| Ken Kesey |
You've got to get out and...
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| Black Kettle |
We have been travelling through...
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| Klaus Kinski |
Put a bird cage near the...
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| Jerzy Kosinski |
Going around under an umbrella...
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| Tommy Lasorda |
I bleed Dodger blue and when...
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| John Lennon |
I believe in God, but not...
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| Thomas Leonard |
The sky isn't falling.
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| Daniel Libeskind |
Well, I didn't want to have...
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| Anne Morrow Lindbergh |
There are no signposts in the...
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| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
For age is opportunity no less...
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| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
The sky is filled with stars...
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| John Lubbock |
Rest is not idleness, and to...
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| John Lubbock |
Earth and sky, woods and...
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| Murray Gell-Mann |
But when researchers at Bell...
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| John Masefield |
I must go down to the...
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| Paul McCartney |
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds...
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| Frank McCourt |
The sky is the limit. You...
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| John McCrae |
In Flanders fields the poppies...
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| Mark McGrath |
Today they're praising you sky...
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| Christopher Meloni |
My first thought when I came...
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| Thomas Merton |
By reading the scriptures I am...
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| Edna St. Vincent Millay |
The soul can split the sky...
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| Dorie Miller |
The sky seemed filled with...
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| Luc Montagnier |
They don't actually see the...
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| Clement Clarke Moore |
As dry leaves that before the...
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| Christopher Morley |
Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds...
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| Toni Morrison |
You marvel at the economy and...
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| Grandma Moses |
I paint from the top down...
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| Ajay Naidu |
There is extraordinary similarities between...
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| Grace Napolitano |
The president's claim that Social...
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| Allen Neuharth |
I quit being afraid when my...
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| Claude Nicollier |
The objects that are of...
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| Claude Nicollier |
On one hand, to be able...
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| Richard M. Nixon |
The memory of that scene for...
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| Larry Norman |
Gospel songs to me are about...
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| Paul Nurse |
During the winter my attention...
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| Ruth Park |
In a still hot morning, the...
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| Francis Parkman |
It was a rich and gorgeous...
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| Francis Parkman |
Not a breath of air stirred...
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| Piper Perabo |
In Texas it's always hot, dry...
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| Sonny Perdue |
One of my great joys in...
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| Rick Perry |
Dark economic clouds are dissipating...
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| Pablo Picasso |
The artist is a receptacle for...
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| Pablo Picasso |
The artist is a receptacle for...
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| Camille Pissarro |
Work at the same time on...
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| Sylvia Plath |
I talk to God but the...
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| Llewelyn Powys |
No sight that human eyes can...
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| Thomas Pynchon |
A screaming comes across the...
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| Trent Reznor |
And when the day arrives I'll...
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| Rainer Maria Rilke |
Once the realization is accepted...
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| Joan Rivers |
Thank God we're living in a...
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| Tom Robbins |
The sky was the color of...
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| Boyle Roche |
Mr Speaker, I smell a rat...
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| Elisabeth Kubler-Ross |
I've told my children that...
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| Elisabeth Kubler-Ross |
Watching a peaceful death of a...
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| Georges Rouault |
A tree against the sky...
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| Brandon Routh |
I'm really excited to be a...
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| Rumi |
This is love: to fly toward...
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| John Ruskin |
The sky is the part of...
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| John Ruskin |
It is written on the arched...
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| Carl Sandburg |
Arithmetic is where the answer...
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| Marilyn vos Savant |
Know where to find the sunrise...
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| Gerald Scarfe |
And having suffered for part...
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| Alexander Selkirk |
Whenever a snowflake leaves the...
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| Lucius Annaeus Seneca |
Life is the fire that burns...
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| Ernest Shackleton |
I called to the other men...
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| William Shakespeare |
Men are April when they woo...
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| Bill Shankly |
Aim for the sky and you'll...
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| Percy Bysshe Shelley |
There is a harmony in autumn...
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| Henryk Sienkiewicz |
The sky is one whole, the...
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| Robert Smith |
I'd rather spend my time...
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| Henry Morton Stanley |
The sky lovingly smiles on the...
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| Bram Stoker |
Suddenly, I became conscious of...
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| Rabindranath Tagore |
Clouds come floating into my...
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| Valentina Tereshkova |
Anyone who has spent any time...
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| Henry David Thoreau |
Thank God men cannot fly, and...
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| Henry David Thoreau |
The bluebird carries the sky...
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| John Thorn |
Yes, we've seen it all before...
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| Clyde Tombaugh |
I was interested in telescopes...
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| Mao Tse-Tung |
We think too small, like the...
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| Mao Tse-Tung |
Women hold up half the sky...
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| Morihei Ueshiba |
Always keep your mind as...
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| John Updike |
Rain is grace; rain is the...
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| Jules Verne |
On the morrow the horizon was...
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| Voltaire |
You see many stars at night...
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| Margaret Walker |
Let a new earth rise. Let...
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| Alan Watts |
You don't look out there for...
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| Chris Wedge |
We had no idea what we...
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| Sanford I. Weill |
I think the American Dream...
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| Otto Weininger |
The fixed stars signify the...
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| Laura I. Wilder |
The enormous lake stretched flat...
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| Laura I. Wilder |
But in the east the sky...
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| Henry Winkler |
To me acting is like a...
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| John S. Wise |
The attack of John Brown upon...
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| Natalie Wood |
At night, when the sky is...
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| Chuck Yeager |
Later, I realized that the...
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| Boris Yeltsin |
Let's not talk about Communism...
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| Frank Yerby |
There was no wind in all...
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| Kenko Yoshida |
A certain recluse, I know not...
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| Zhuangzi |
I dreamed I was a butterfly...
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