Famous Quotes & Sayings

Guy Gavriel Kay

I don't know a writer who doesn't feel some sense of glamour and magic and a complex, wistful sadness emanating from the expats of the twenties in France. Some of the sadness, of course, is that we weren't there.

Becki Newton

Glamour is fun! Spending time to get ready isn't about being fussy; it's about taking care of myself.

Virginia Postrel

The whole point of movie glamour was - and is - escape.

Amy Schumer

Let's all just follow the lead of Glamour, and join forces and lift each other up.

Rick Elice

We never knew their story because they were from Jersey, and because they were blue-collar high-school dropouts ? Italian kids with no glamour quotient at all,

Nate Turner

People have started to jump on the bandwagon. (But) we don't look at the glamour of it. We look at the part of how it helps the program.

Martin Brodeur

People like the glamour and the glamour with Scotty is his hits. That's what they remember. They don't want to talk about him taking the puck away from Jaromir Jagr with one hand or anything like that.

Patty Fox

I think we're going to see a return to the Hollywood glamour era. We're going to see more variety than we've seen in the past.

John Calvin

Where is our acknowledgement of God if our thoughts are fixed on the glamour of our garments?

Charles Dickens

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 Caleb Colton

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 Dickens

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

My guiding star always is, Get hold of portable property.

Charles Dickens

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

At last, in the dead of the night, when the street was very still indeed, Little Dorrit laid the heavy head upon her bosom, and soothed her to sleep. And thus she sat at the gate, as it were alone; looking up at the stars, and seeing the clouds pass over them in their wild flight-which was the dance at Little Dorrit's party.

Charles Dickens

The wide stare stared itself out for one while; the Sun went down in a red, green, golden glory; the stars came out in the heavens, and the fire-flies mimicked them in the lower air, as men may feebly imitate the goodness of a better order of beings; the long dusty roads and the interminable plains were in repose-and so deep a hush was on the sea, that it scarcely whispered of the time when it shall give up its dead.

Charles Dickens

But the moon came slowly up in all her gentle glory, and the stars looked out, and through the small compass of the grated window, as through the narrow crevice of one good deed in a murky life of guilt, the face of Heaven shone bright and merciful. He raised his head; gazed upward at the quiet sky, which seemed to smile upon the earth in sadness, as if the night, more thoughtful than the day, looked down in sorrow on the sufferings and evil deeds of men; and felt its peace sink deep into his heart.

Charles Spurgeon

Man is a fallen star till he is right with heaven: he is out of order with himself and all around him till he occupies his true place in relation to God. When he serves God, he has reached that point where he doth serve himself best, and enjoys himself most. It is man's honour, it is man's joy, it is man's heaven, to live unto God.