1850s And The Deepening Quotes & Sayings

In his hours alone, his mind wandered to a million possible outcomes, and he marveled at how long it had been since he had felt so preoccupied by a woman. It was because she was that rare thing, genuinely unobtainable. He should have given up days ago. — Jojo Moyes

Long aprons with starch. Off in the drawing room, it sounded like bees buzzing. Missus showed — Sue Monk Kidd

At drama school, we were taught to write down your dreams and carry them around in your wallet with you, and they'll come true, but I didn't do that. — Lily James

I'm grateful to my audience, that there are people who will buy a ticket and come and see us play and who essentially support me and this life of music. — James Taylor

Those who choose differently must suffer the consequences. They must take the pain their decisions bring. — Sachin Kundalkar

The kind of hope I'm talking about is the belief that something good will come. That everything you're going through and everything you've gone through will be worth the struggles and frustrations. The kind of hope I'm talking about is a deep belief that the world can be changed, that the impossible is possible. — Ronda Rousey

Before we had the Internet, I organized a fax campaign against the first Iraq war. We blasted faxes to the hotel where James Baker and Tariq Aziz were having their final meeting before the two sides went to war. Much more recently, I co-founded Avaaz and Get Up, which inspired the creation of Purpose. — Jeremy Heimans

Let us, then, be what we are; speak what we think; and in all things keep ourselves loyal to truth. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Happiness comes out of contentment, and contentment always comes out of service. — Harbhajan Singh

I am deeply honored to have been nominated for a position on the Supreme Court. And I an humbled to have been nominated for the seat that is now held by Justice Sandra Day O'Connor. — Samuel Alito

This doesn't change anything," I stammered, my defenses fading.
"It changes everything." He sounded so sure of himself as his soft lips silenced my weak protest. — J. Sterling

I must return to my old comrades of the Great War - to the brown, the treeless, the flat and grave-set plain of Flanders - to the rolling, heat-miraged downlands of the Somme - for I am dead with them, and they live in me again. — Henry Williamson