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Poppies Short Quotes By Jane Seville

If it were up to him, he'd keep Jack locked in a cage forever, where no one could get to him and he'd always be safe. But much as he might want to, much as he'd sleep better knowing that Jack was safe, he couldn't do that. "Safe" could quickly come to mean "trapped". And trapped things tended to want to escape. — Jane Seville

Poppies Short Quotes By Dada Bhagwan

Gnani Purush' (The Enlightened one) is pure, so one becomes pure by just seeing him. — Dada Bhagwan

Poppies Short Quotes By Norman Schwarzkopf

The Patriot missile is a point defence missile. Point defence means that you put the missile at a location to defend a very specific target such as an airfield, a supply dump or a headquarters. — Norman Schwarzkopf

Poppies Short Quotes By George S. Clason

Good luck waits to come to that man who accepts opportunity. — George S. Clason

Poppies Short Quotes By Gioachino Rossini

Every kind of music is good, except the boring kind. — Gioachino Rossini

Poppies Short Quotes By Eustace Budgell

When you have gained a victory, do not push it too far; 'tis sufficient to let the company and your adversary see 'tis in your power but that you are too generous to make use of it. — Eustace Budgell

Poppies Short Quotes By Ron Paul

With the exception of the military industrial complex, we all want a more peaceful world. — Ron Paul

Poppies Short Quotes By Anonymous

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Poppies Short Quotes By John McCrae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn saw sunset glow
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields
Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you, from falling hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields. — John McCrae