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Anthelion Quotes By Virginia Woolf

In the Queen's prayerbook, along with the
blood-stain, was also a lock of hair and a crumb of pastry; Orlando now
added to these keepsakes a flake of tobacco, and so, reading and smoking,
was moved by the humane jumble of them all
the hair, the pastry, the
blood-stain, the tobacco
to such a mood of contemplation as gave her a
reverent air suitable in the circumstances, though she had, it is said,
no traffic with the usual God. — Virginia Woolf

Anthelion Quotes By Eugene Chadbourne

There are no bridges in folk songs because the peasants died building them. — Eugene Chadbourne

Anthelion Quotes By Lailah Gifty Akita

The Lord is my rock, shield and great defender. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Anthelion Quotes By John Scalzi

The more I want a book to be done, the faster I type because I just want to get it out. — John Scalzi

Anthelion Quotes By Kei Miller

She knew that for people to be people, they had to believe in something. They had to believe that something was worth believing in. And they had to carry that thing in their hearts and guard it, for once you believed in something, in anything at all, Babylon would try its damnedest to find out what that thing was, and they would try to take it from you. — Kei Miller

Anthelion Quotes By Method Man

Myself, I'm a pothead. It's no secret. Everyone knows that. I go on the road and forget everything else — Method Man

Anthelion Quotes By W.B.Yeats

TO SOME I HAVE TALKED WITH BY THE FIRE
WHILE I wrought out these fitful Danaan rhymes,
My heart would brim with dreams about the times
When we bent down above the fading coals
And talked of the dark folk who live in souls
Of passionate men, like bats in the dead trees;
And of the wayward twilight companies
Who sigh with mingled sorrow and content,
Because their blossoming dreams have never bent
Under the fruit of evil and of good:
And of the embattled flaming multitude
Who rise, wing above wing, flame above flame,
And, like a storm, cry the Ineffable Name,
And with the clashing of their sword-blades make
A rapturous music, till the morning break
And the white hush end all but the loud beat
Of their long wings, the flash of their white feet. — W.B.Yeats