My life has been sensationalised into a rags to riches story. — Jonathan Rhys Meyers Copy Share Image
I am talking about poetry. It's like that line from [John] Yeats: I go back to "where all the ladders start/ In… — Robert Hass Copy Share Image
and nobody knows what’s going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
The television anchorman Dan Rather turns up in rag-top native drag in Afghanistan, the surrogate of our culture with his camera crew,… — Lance Morrow Copy Share Image
Believe me, I'm in no shape, fashion, or form a star or anything like that right now. I can walk down the… — Kevin michael Copy Share Image
The oat is the Horatio Alger of cereals, which progressed, if not from rags to riches, at least from weed to health… — Waverley Root Copy Share Image
You never know when you might come home and find Mam sitting by the fire chatting with a woman and a child,… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
Like a robe wears out over time and turns to rags, life wears out from day to day, from second to second. — Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche Copy Share Image
Mine was a patchwork God, sewn together from bits of rag and ribbon, Eastern and Western, pagan and Hebrew, everything but the… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
So please get your rags And your polishing jars, Somebody has to go polish the stars. — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
Though Diogenes lived in a tub, there might be, for aught I know, as much pride under his rags, as in the… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
When shall I at last retire into solitude alone, without companions, without joy and without sorrow, with only the sacred certainty that… — Nikos Kazantzakis Copy Share Image
Go to the tea shop anywhere along the Ganga, sir, and look at the men working in that tea shop - men,… — Aravind Adiga Copy Share Image
About 25 years ago, I took a bicycle across the United States. I soon found out that the greatest item of clothing… — Colum McCann Copy Share Image
Now that my ladder's gone, I must lie down where all my ladders start, In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
God is at the tip of our scalpels, our screwdrivers, our computer terminals, our dust rags, our vacuum cleaners, our pencils and… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
It's nice to get your glad rags on for awards like the Baftas, but it doesn't happen all the time. — Dan Stevens Copy Share Image
Nature is a rag-merchant, who works up every shred and ort and end into new creations; like a good chemist, whom I… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Whether we be Italians or Frenchmen, misery concerns us all. Ever since history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, misery… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Only laughter can blow [a colossal humbug] to rags and atoms at a blast. Against the assault of laughter nothing can stand. — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
I got into playing the jazz. I played jazz for a good while. I did the popular stuff first. You got the… — Papa John Creach Copy Share Image
Then might ye see Cowls, hoods, and habits with their wearers tost And flutter'd into rags; then reliques, beads, Indulgences, dispenses, pardons,… — John Milton Copy Share Image
If God was willing to wrap himself in rags and drink from a mother's breast, then all questions about his love for… — Max Lucado Copy Share Image
It ain't what you're driving or the clothes that you wear, material possessions won't matter up there. And someday in heaven, when… — Garth Brooks Copy Share Image
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