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stars axes
What can stars do? Nothing..But sit on their axis! Charlie Chaplin
stars chaos planets
Don't be afraid of the unknown because, even when they wander into chaos, planets are born stars! Charlie Chaplin
stars heart tree
I want to be magic. I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile. I want to be a friend of elves and live in a tree. Or under a hill. I want to marry a moonbeam and hear the stars sing. I don't want to pretend at magic anymore. I want to be magic. Charles de Lint
stars letters alphabet
His gaze wandered from the windows to the stars, as if he would have read in them something that was hidden from him. Many of us would, if we could; but none of us so much as know our letters in the stars yet - or seem likely to do it, in this state of existence - and few languages can be read until their alphabets are mastered. Charles Dickens
stars men would-be
I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all the glittering multitude. Charles Dickens
stars light darkness
Some frauds succeed from the apparent candor, the open confidence, and the full blaze of ingenuousness that is thrown around them. The slightest mystery would excite suspicion and ruin all. Such stratagems may be compared to the stars; they are discoverable by darkness and hidden only by light. Charles Caleb Colton
stars moving night
And thus ever by day and night, under the sun and under the stars, climbing the dusty hills and toiling along the weary plains, journeying by land and journeying by sea, coming and going so strangely, to meet and to act and react on one another, move all we restless travellers through the pilgrimage of life. Charles Dickens
stars great-expectations property
My guiding star always is, Get hold of portable property. Charles Dickens
stars eye moon
Day was breaking at Plashwater Weir Mill Lock. Stars were yet visible, but there was dull light in the east that was not the light of night. The moon had gone down, and a mist crept along the banks of the river, seen through which the trees were the ghosts of trees, and the water was the ghost of water. This earth looked spectral, and so did the pale stars: while the cold eastern glare, expressionless as to heat or colour, with the eye of the firmament quenched, might have been likened to the stare of the dead. Charles Dickens
memories single-mom men
Man passes; he knows that he is dust; nothing is more evident than his frailty. If he should for a single moment forget it, what a chorus of voices would recall it to him! And yet, in the drop of existence which he absorbs, he takes in ages through memory and ages through presentiment. In the moments as they pass, he dimly sees eternity, and more than this, he possesses it by anticipation. Charles Wagner
memories past journey
Memory has the singular characteristic of recalling in a friend absent, as in a journey long past, only that which is agreeable. Charles Dudley Warner
memories distance echoes
There were two forests for every one you entered. There was the one you walked in, the physical echo, and then there was the one that was connected to all the other forests, with no consideration of distance, or time. The forest primeval, remembered through the collective memory of every tree in the same way that people remembered myth- through the collective subconscious that Jung mapped, the shared mythic resonance that lay buried in every human mind. Legend and myth, all tangled in an alphabet of trees remembered, not always with understanding, but with wonder. With awe. Charles de Lint
memories moving thinking
I finally figured out that I’m solitary by nature, but at the same time I know so many people; so many people think they own a piece of me. They shift and move under my skin, like a parade of memories that simply won’t go away. It doesn’t matter where I am, or how alone--I always have such a crowded head. Charles de Lint
memories cat past
The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter. Charles de Lint
memories book writing
Memory is the friend of wit, but the treacherous ally of invention; there are many books that owe their success to two things; good memory of those who write them, and the bad memory of those who read them Charles Caleb Colton
memories appreciate literature
Contemporaries appreciate the person rather than their merit, posterity will regard the merit rather than the person. Charles Caleb Colton
memories mind firsts
Of all the faculties of the mind, memory is the first that flourishes, and the first that dies. Charles Caleb Colton
memories book reader
Many books owe their success to the good memories of their authors and the bad memories of their readers. Charles Caleb Colton
leaving wish sparks
I do not wish to lose my temper because very shortly I will lose my head. Nevertheless, upon leaving this spark of earthly existence, I have this to say: I shall see you all very soon ... very soon. Charlie Chaplin
leaving leaving-him shows
You must show him, by leaving him severely alone. Charles Stewart Parnell
leaving coming-back shows
The only thing harder than leaving show business is coming back. Dave Chappelle
leaving temptation sin
I have always derived indescribable pleasure from leading a decent woman to the edge of sin and leaving her there to live between the temptation and the fear of that sin. Edmond de Goncourt
leaving mind addresses
Her mind was an hotel where facts came and went like transient lodgers, without leaving their address behind, and frequently without paying for their board. Edith Wharton
leaving dont-leave-me leaving-me
I'm not leaving you if you don't leave me Eddie Long
leaving buying asparagus
That's like buying asparagus and then leaving it at the checkout. Why would you do that? Deborah King
leaving islam pay
I have had to pay a price for leaving Islam and for speaking out. I have to pay for round-the-clock security because of the death threats against me. Ayaan Hirsi Ali
leaving brain burning
Global warming is a deadly threat precisely because it fails to trip the brain's alarm, leaving us soundly asleep in a burning bed... Daniel Gilbert