Hawkmoth Rap Quotes & Sayings
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Time is as necessary for remembering as it is for forgetting. Even the smallest embrace of pain needs time larger than a pause; the greatest pause requires an eternity, the greatest hurt a lifetime. A lifetime is longer than eternity: an eternity can exist without human presence. — Yvonne Vera
My father was a management genius. But what I really wanted was a dad. — Michael Jackson
Parents have the ability to screen their children's Internet access at home. — Mike Fitzpatrick
The theatre, our theatre, comes from the Greeks. — Edward Bond
In a place filled with fears, they were looking for the man who had none. — John Katzenbach
home. She would have sat in her armchair on the veranda with a pot of tea and a book. As if nothing had happened, as if the world out there were just as unchanged as her comfortable study. — Maxim Leo
Don't want to do a thing, Ran, do we, from now and on till evermore. — Eudora Welty
Suffering is given to the living, not to the dead," he said looking right through me. "It is man's duty to make it cease, not to increase it. One hour of suffering less is already a victory over fate. — Elie Wiesel
The first song is called 'London.' It's about two Russian soldiers who desert the Russian army and escape to London, where they indulge in a life of crime. — Neil Tennant
Scared of words? I don't see why
anybody ought to fear words. Words are tools;
you have to know how to use them to get done
the job you want to get done. Can't do the work
if you're scared of the work. — Thylias Moss
Hers: My wildest fantasy. Mine: This is reality. That day had been such — Aly Martinez
The restaurant was waning, indifferently relaxing its illusion: for the late-comers a private illusion took its place. Their table seemed to stand on their own carpet; they had a sensation of custom, sedateness, of being inside small walls, as though dining at home again after her journey. She told him about her Mount Morris solitary suppers, in the middle of the library, the rim of the tray just not touching the base of the lamp ... the fire behind her back softly falling in on its own ash-no it had not been possible to feel lonely among those feeling things. — Elizabeth Bowen
