"If what I do prove well, it won't advance. They'll say it's stolen, or else it was by chance."

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Source : 1678 Several Poems Compiled with Great Variety of Wit and Learning,'The Prologue'.

Anne Bradstreet

#Memorable Quotes #Chance Quotes #Stolen Quotes

“A careful blending of sarcasm, irony, and teasing, bickering has its own distinctive cadence and rhythm and is as difficult to master as French, Spanish, or any elective second language. Like Chinese, the fine points of bickering can be discerned in the subtle rise and fall of the voice. If not practiced properly, bickering can be mistaken for its less sophisticated counterpart: whining.”
“And we who have toiled for freedom's law, have we sought for freedom's soul? Have we learned at last that human right is not a part but the whole?”

Source : John Boyle O'Reilly (1913). “Selected Poems”
“Because we want the peace with half a heart and half a life and will, the war, of course, continues, because the waging of war, by its nature, is total - but the waging of peace, by our own cowardice, is partial.”

Source : Daniel Berrigan (2007). “No Bars to Manhood: A powerful, personal statement on radical confrontation with contemporary society”, p.57, Wipf and Stock Publishers
“The old - like children - talk to themselves, for they have reached that hopeless wisdom of experience which knows that though one were to cry it in the streets to multitudes, or whisper it in the kiss to one's beloved, the only ears that can ever hear one's secrets are one's own!”
“I'm a professional actor. If I was a plumber, I wouldn't just do my plumbing in Beverly Hills bathrooms; I'd like to install air conditioning units and a few other things.”
“I do believe in saving shoes. But that does not make me a hoarder. I am not a hoarder. But why not save them? Styles come back.”
“Days pass when I forget the mystery. Problems insoluble and problems offering their own ignored solutions jostle for my attention, they crowd its antechamber along with a host of diversions, my courtiers, wearing their colored clothes; caps and bells. And then once more the quiet mystery is present to me, the throng's clamor recedes: the mystery that there is anything, anything at all, let alone cosmos, joy, memory, everything, rather than void: and that, 0 Lord, Creator, Hallowed one, You still, hour by hour sustain it.”

Source : Denise Levertov (1997). “The Stream & the Sapphire: Selected Poems on Religious Themes”, p.33, New Directions Publishing
“It was just the best thing in my life, to come to Minnesota.”

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