Bed Quote by George Orwell Download Open image “And it is a great thing to die in your own bed, though it is better still to die in your boots.” — George Orwell ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.7 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bed Boots Great things Stills
No matter whose bed you die in the bed will be yours for your voyage onto the surgical andiron of God. — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bed. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“It is better to die with your boots on than to live as a bootlicker.” — Amit Kalantri Copy Share Image
I cannot think of a greater blessing than to die in one's own bed, without warning or discomfort, on the last page of a… — John Russell, 1st Earl Russell Copy Share Image
I sleep the best in my own bed, which is too bad because I'm not sleeping in my bed enough. — Emily Ratajkowski Copy Share Image
I die wearing a bootie for three hours. I'm like, get these off of me! — Paloma Elsesser Copy Share Image
“And then I thought: 'It's for a warning,'" she continues. "You may think a bed is a peaceful thing, sir. For you it may mean rest, and comfort, and a good night's sleep. But it isn't so for everyone. There are many dangerous things that may take place in a bed. It's where we are born, that's our first peril… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
In the nineteenth century some parts of the world were unexplored, but there was almost no restriction on travel.:; Up to 1914 you did not need a passport for any country except Russia.:; The European emigrant, if he could scrape together a few pounds for the passage, simply set sail for America or Australia, and when he got there no… — George Orwell Copy Share
It was given out that the animals there practised cannibalism, tortured one another with red-hot horseshoes, and had their females in common. This was… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“The actual writing would be easy. All he had to do was to transfer to paper the interminable restless monologue that had been running… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
He felt as though he were wandering in the forests of the sea bottom, lost in a monstrous world where he himself was the… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“if you took 1 Corinthians, chapter thirteen, and in every verse wrote 'money' instead of 'charity', the chapter had ten times as much meaning… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
And if all others accepted the lie which the Party imposed—if all records told the same tale—then the lie passed into history and became… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“Whitman himself "accepted" a great deal that his contemporaries found unmentionable. For he is not only writing of the prairie, he also wanders through the city and notes the shattered skull of the suicide, the "grey sick faces of onanists," etc., etc. But unquestionably our own age, at any rate in Western Europe, is less healthy and less hopeful than… — George Orwell Copy Share
“But I tell you, Winston, that reality is not external. Reality exists in the human mind, and nowhere else. Whatever the Party holds to… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“And the people under the sky were also very much the same...everywhere, all over the world, hundreds or thousands of millions of people just like this, people ignorant of one another's existence, held apart by walls of hatred and lies, and yet almost exactly the same -- people who had never learned to think but were storing up in their… — George Orwell Copy Share
Don’t you see that the whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought? In the end we shall make thoughtcrime literally… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on--that is, badly. — George Orwell Copy Share Image
When man of slender visits you / Nothing on earth that one can do / In well he’ll hide, or watery hole / And he will eat your mortal soul / so if thou seest the man so thin / pray you don’t see him again / for he is not from world we know / he cometh from far… — Jack Goldstein Copy Share
Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in bed at the same time. — Frederic Raphael Copy Share Image
The beginning of love is all about the butterflies, but the end of it is when you can't get out of bed in the… — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Leave a cavity behind the [wall] facings, and on the inside build walls two feet thick, made of red dimension stone or burnt brick or lava in courses, and then bind them to the fronts by means of iron clamps and lead. The beds and builds, all settling equally and bonded at the joints, will not let the work bulge… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share
Why couldn't Jesus command us to obsess over everything, to try to control and manipulate people, to try not to breathe at all, or… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“To all the secret writers, late-night painters, would-be singers, lapsed and scared artists of every stripe, dig out your paintbrush, or your flute, or your dancing shoes. Pull out your camera or your computer or your pottery wheel. Today, tonight, after the kids are in bed or when your homework is done, or instead of one more video game or… — Shauna Niequist Copy Share
“In the parking lot, she drove and parked in a dark area with no other cars around. She reclined her seat, and listened to music. Outside there were trees, a ditch, a bridge; another parking lot. It was very dark. Maybe the Sasquatch would run out from the woods. Chelsea wouldn’t be afraid. She would calmly watch the Sasquatch jog… — Tao Lin Copy Share
It wasn't really touching to be young; it was touching not to be young, because you had less of life left. Touching to be thirty; more touching to be forty; tragic to be fifty; and heartbreaking to be sixty. As to seventy, as to eighty, one would feel as one did during the last dance of a ball, tired but… — Rose Macaulay Copy Share
I have to meditate before I go to bed, always. I have to let the day go and let the eternal in. — Bellamy Young Copy Share Image
Sometimes by a woodland stream he watched the water rush over the pebbled bed, its tiny modulations of bounce and flow. A woman's body was like that. If you watched it carefully enough you could see how it moved to the rhythm of the world, the deep rhythm, the music below the music, the truth below the truth. He believed… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share