Know how to play the card of contempt. It is the most politic kind of revenge. For there are many of whom… — Baltasar Gracian Copy Share Image
“Life has knocked me down plenty of times. But there’s always a little bit of me that tells me to get back… — Mona Soorma Copy Share Image
I didn't really like doing commercials. You had to behave like you were on angel dust or something. — Joseph Gordon-Levitt Copy Share Image
When it all comes down to dust I will kill you if I must , I will help you if I can.… — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
The melody that the loved one played upon the piano of your life will never be played quite that way again, but… — Joshua L. Liebman Copy Share Image
Writing is like walking in a deserted street. Out of the dust in the street you make a mud pie. — John le Carre Copy Share Image
But then the girl moved, and smiled, and pulled her hand from the grate- a gorgeous green stone clutched tightly in her… — Ally Carter Copy Share Image
In prayer we call ourselves 'worms of the dust', but it is only on a sort of tacit understanding that the remark… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
“People are complaining of having rags and not riches, but I find it a blessing just to have rags, to wipe away… — Anthony Liccione Copy Share Image
It is not death to have the body called back to the earth, and dissolved into its kindred elements, and mouldered to… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Everything is so fragile. There's so much conflict, so much pain...you keep waiting for the dust to settle and then you realize… — Joss Whedon Copy Share Image
Part of recovery is relapse. I dust myself off and move forward again. — Steven Adler Copy Share Image
Children who are decked with prince's robes and who have jeweled chains round their necks lose all pleasure in play; their dress… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
But what was a body? Dust, dung, urine, itches. It was the light within which was important, and it was not significant… — Taylor Caldwell Copy Share Image
“I didn’t tell him that I grew up in an ugly city that taught me how to look between dust and rubbish… — Kamila Shamsie Copy Share Image
What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill A certain portion of uncertain paper: Some liken it to climbing up… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I heard more of the stories from my mother and my granny and my aunts that would describe what they had known… — Dwight Yoakam Copy Share Image
Whenever you take a step forward, you are bound to disturb something. You disturb the air as you go forward, you disturb… — Mahatma Gandhi Copy Share Image
...my boredom might be described as a malady affecting external objects and consisting of a withering process; an almost instantaneous loss of… — Alberto Moravia Copy Share Image
Why let your fury lay deep inside you, sullenly boiling your blood into silent steam and griding your bones to dust? I… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
The work of one author or artist may stimulate another author or artist to push the edge, to take the risk, to… — Karen Hesse Copy Share Image
Mineral cactai, quicksilver lizards in the adobe walls, the bird that punctures space, thirst, tedium, clouds of dust, impalpable epiphanies of wind.… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
