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Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By Annie Besant

This coarse and insulting way of regarding woman, as though they existed merely to be the safety-valves of men's passions, and that the best men were above the temptation of loving them, has been the source of unnumbered evils. — Annie Besant

Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By Pierce Brown

Man cannot be freed by the same injustice that enslaved it. — Pierce Brown

Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By Cesar Ruiz Aquino

She comes with horns not the moon
And tail not the comet — Cesar Ruiz Aquino

Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By David Foster Wallace

Pleasure becomes a value, a teleological end in itself. It's probably more Western than U.S. per se. — David Foster Wallace

Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By Richard Brinsley Sheridan

A circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of diabolical knowledge. — Richard Brinsley Sheridan

Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By Lisa Henry

Whatever happens here, your soul's unbreakable.
He kept his eyes closed.
It's a shame the rest of me is made of fucking glass. — Lisa Henry

Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By James Nesbitt

I've never thought of myself as a classic leading man. I'm a character actor who happens to play leading roles. Come on, look at me. I'm really Desperate Dan. — James Nesbitt

Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By Alfred Lord Tennyson

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power. — Alfred Lord Tennyson

Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By Bernardo Bertolucci

Sometimes you are in sync with the times, sometimes you are in advance, sometimes you are late. — Bernardo Bertolucci

Lavoixdupaysan Quotes By Arthur Rimbaud

Evening prayer
I spend my life sitting, like an angel in a barber's chair,
Holding a beer mug with deep-cut designs,
My neck and gut both bent, while in the air
A weightless veil of pipe smoke hangs.
Like steaming dung within an old dovecote
A thousand Dreams within me softly burn:
From time to time my heart is like some oak
Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.
And then, when I have swallowed down my Dreams
In thirty, forty mugs of beer, I turn
To satisfy a need I can't ignore,
And like the Lord of Hyssop and of Myrrh
I piss into the skies, a soaring stream
That consecrates a patch of flowering fern. — Arthur Rimbaud