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Bound Quotes by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
- All men hate the wretched; how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! Yet you, my creator, detest and spurn…
- Thus strangely are our souls constructed, and by slight ligaments are we bound to prosperity and ruin.
- I expected this reception. All men hate the wretched; how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! Yet you, my…
- Heavy misfortunes have befallen us, but let us only cling closer to what remains, and transfer our love for those whom we have lost to…
More Bound Quotes
- I was living an extremely burdensome life, because every time I prayed, I became more clearly aware of my faults. On the… — Teresa of Avila
- I don't want the United States to be in a global economy where our economic future is bound to that of Zimbabwe.… — Michele Bachmann
- If particular care and attention is not paid to the ladies, we are determined to foment a rebellion, and will not hold… — Abigail Adams
- By ratifying the Convention, governments become legally bound to implement the rights therein. — Carol Bellamy
- I am not bound for any public place, but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees,… — Wendell Berry
- Everyone knows the beautiful story of Abraham and the sacrifice of Isaac. How this noble father led his child to the slaughter;… — Annie Besant
- The river flows at its own sweet will, but the flood is bound in the two banks. If it were not thus… — Vinoba Bhave
- Child labor and poverty are inevitably bound together and if you continue to use the labor of children as the treatment for… — Grace Abbott
- April is a promise that May is bound to keep. — Hal Borland
- It is unrealistic to expect an entire profession to be completely good. There are bound to be some individuals who are stressed,… — Jo Brand
- After all, it is hard to master both life and work equally well. So if you are bound to fake one of… — Joseph Brodsky
- All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves. — Robert Browning