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Pass Quotes by Sylvia Plath
- Nothing is real except the present, and already, I feel the weight of centuries smothering me. Some girl a hundred years ago once lived as…
- I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity. Clouds pass and disperse.…
- I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas, as if whatever it was the pine boughs and…
- Clouds pass and disperse. Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables? Is it for such I agitate my heart?
More Pass Quotes
- If you watch animals objectively for any length of time, you're driven to the conclusion that their main aim in life is… — David Attenborough
- Men go abroad to wonder at the heights of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of… — Saint Augustine
- We cannot pass our guardian angel's bounds, resigned or sullen, he will hear our sighs. — Saint Augustine
- I came to the conclusion months ago, and I said it to members of Congress, that the only way people are going… — David Axelrod
- You must pass your days in song. Let your whole life be a song. — Sai Baba
- Nothing doth more hurt in a state than that cunning men pass for wise. — Francis Bacon
- Everything will pass, and the world will perish but the Ninth Symphony will remain. — Mikhail Bakunin
- Laws are spider webs through which the big flies pass and the little ones get caught. — Honore de Balzac
- We are now integrated into American society and I don't like the word fashionable, because fashionable means that it's going to pass.… — Antonio Banderas
- Every time Washington regulators pass down another heavy-handed rule or levy another hefty fine, Colorado loses potential jobs, revenue, and economic security. — Bob Beauprez
- He who would pass his declining years with honor and comfort, should, when young, consider that he may one day become old,… — Joseph Addison
- It can happen that a book, unlike its authors, grows younger as the years pass. — John Berger