Fielmente In English Quotes & Sayings

Not only the lonely lonely. — Boris Zubry

Everyone knew that, and not many stopped to think that anything that "everyone knew" deserved close examination. Being — Robert Jordan

Between married persons, the cement of friendship is by the laws supposed so strong as to abolish all division of possessions: andhas often, in reality, the force ascribed to it. — David Hume

Any path is only a path, and there is no affront to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you. — Carlos Castaneda

To accomplish its mission, the FBI relies heavily upon its law enforcement and intelligence partners around the nation and around the globe. By combining our resources and our collective expertise, we are able to investigate national security threats that cross both geographical and jurisdictional boundaries. — James Comey

We do not see the lens through which we look. — Ruth Benedict

The lack of work destroys people. — Katharine Hepburn

For to exist on the earth is beyond any power to name. — Czeslaw Milosz

There Kelvin proved himself such a prodigy that he was admitted to Glasgow University at the exceedingly tender age of ten. — Bill Bryson

People and trees receded on either hand like the dark sides of a tunnel as I hurtled on to the still, bright point at the end of it, the pebble at the bottom of the well, the white sweet baby cradled in its mother's belly. — Sylvia Plath

She answered him, there is nothing within you that fights itself and hitherto you have had the instinct to produce antagonism in others which stimulated you to attack. — Gertrude Stein

If we quit Vietnam, tomorrow we'll be fighting in Hawaii, and next week we'll have to fight in San Francisco. — Lyndon B. Johnson

When you find your reason for living, hold onto it. Never let it go. Even if it means burning other bridges along the way. — Abbi Glines

Any clear thing that blinds us with surprise,
your wandering silences and bright trouvailles,
dolphin let loose to catch the flashing fish ...
saying too little, then too much.
Poets die adolescents, their beat embalms them,
the archetypal voices sing offkey;
the old actor cannot read his friends,
and nevertheless he reads himself aloud,
genuis hums the auditorium dead.
The line must terminate.
Yet my heart rises, I know I've gladdened a lifetime
knotting, undoing a fishnet of tarred rope;
the net will hang on the wall when the fish are eaten,
nailed like illegible bronze on the futureless future. — Robert Lowell