Let me tell you what is coming. After the sacrifice of countless millions of treasure and hundreds of thousands of lives you… — Sam Houston Copy Share Image
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Words can do wonderful things. They pound, purr. They can urge, they can wheedle, whip, whine. They can sing, sass, singe. They… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
If I believe in something, I will fight for it with all I have. But I do not demand all or nothing.… — Hubert H. Humphrey Copy Share Image
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The poem you sent me was as fiery and virile as anything you've ever written - or anybody else, for that matter.… — Robert E. Howard Copy Share Image
I opine-I think you're a woman of your world,' he said from the far end of the couch. 'I would have a… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
Revolution? Unscrew the flag-staff, wrap the bunting in the oil covers, and put the thing in the clothes-chest. Let the old lady… — Alfred Doblin Copy Share Image
I was interesting in discovering more about [Elizabeth Taylor], and I always tried to focus more on the woman than the legend… — Justin Bieber Copy Share Image
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I think a lot of things can be misconstrued in a lot of ways. And I think if people open their minds… — Chloe Grace Moretz Copy Share Image
Wine has a drastic, an astringent taste. I cannot help wincing as I drink. Ascent of flowers, radiance and heat, are distilled… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image