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“The highest genius never flowers in satire, but culminates in sympathy with that which is best in human nature, and appeals to it.”
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“Twisting and wiring and stringing starching and curling, delicately painting spots and shadings on scraps of silk until what had been nothing more than a pile of brightly colored fragments had been transformed into the silk irises, forget-me-not, violets and roses that would adorn the hats of women and girls more fortunate than themselves.”
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“The future has a lot to do with the past.”
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“Happy is she that from the world retires, and carries with her what the world admires.”
Source : Edmund Waller, Elijah Fenton (1772). “The Works of Edmund Waller, Esq. in verse and prose. Published by Mr. Fenton. (Observations on some of Mr. Waller's poems.) L.P.”, p.187
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“Every crime will bring remorse to the man who committed it”
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“I've never had to get a job as a waiter or anything. I've always been able to support myself in 'the biz.' Which is great. It's really fantastic to be able to say that, because I know it's hard to do.”
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“I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips, Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low, Of some song sung to rest the tired dead, A song to fall like water on my head, And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow! There is a magic made by melody: A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep To the subaqueous stillness of the sea, And floats forever in a moon-green pool, Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.”
Source : Elizabeth Bishop (2008). “Elizabeth Bishop: Poems, Prose, and Letters”
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“I recollect a nurse called Ann, Who carried me about the grass, And one fine day a fine young man Came up and kissed the pretty lass. She did not make the least objection. Thinks I, "Aha, When I can talk I'll tell Mama," And that's my earliest recollection.”
Source : Frederick Locker-Lampson, “A Terrible Infant”