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heart men compassion
Dead, your Majesty. Dead, my lords and gentlemen. Dead, Right Reverends and Wrong Reverends of every order. Dead, men and women, born with Heavenly compassion in your hearts. And dying thus around us every day. Charles Dickens
heart thinking broken
The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day. Charles Dickens
heart men expectations
it is a principle of his that no man who was not a true gentleman at heart, ever was, since the world began, a true gentleman in manner. He says, no varnish can hide the grain of the wood; and that the more varnish you put on, the more the grain will express itself. Charles Dickens
heart night cities
A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it! Charles Dickens
heart literature emotion
There are strings in the human heart that had better not be vibrated. Charles Dickens
heart soul tears
But, tears were not the things to find their way to Mr. Bumble's soul; his heart was waterproof. Charles Dickens
heart lips my-heart
I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart Charles Dickens
heart faithful world
He knew enough of the world to know that there is nothing in it better than the faithful service of the heart. Charles Dickens
heart stronger tears
Love her, love her, love her! If she favours you, love her. If she wounds you, love her. If she tears your heart to pieces – and as it gets older and stronger, it will tear deeper – love her, love her, love her! Charles Dickens
library democracy portal
Freedom is found through the portals of our nation's libraries. David McCullough
library television film
Film, television and to a certain extent, theater are modern day libraries. David Strathairn
library librarian democratic
A democratic society depends upon an informed and educated citizenry. Thomas Jefferson
library fairy-tale tales
I was a great reader of fairy tales. I tried to read the entire fairy tale section of the library. Beverly Cleary
library stories shelves
...we are all a volume on the shelf of the... library, a story unto ourselves, never possibly described with one word or even very accurately with thousands. Deb Caletti
library democracy matter
When a library is open, no matter its size or shape, democracy is open, too. Bill Moyers
library needs definitions
County library? Reference desk, please. Hello? Yes, I need a word definition. Well, that's the problem. I don't know how to spell it and I'm not allowed to say it. Could you just rattle off all the swear words you know and I'll stop you when...Hello? Bill Watterson
library
We're going to get a new library here. Bud Schmidt
library shelter muse
To a historian libraries are food, shelter, and even muse. Barbara Tuchman
thee ifs
If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange And be all to me? Elizabeth Barrett Browning
thee mortals universe
Take Courage, Mortal; Death can't banish thee out of the Universe. Benjamin Franklin
thee capacity all-things
Since all things are God, in all things thou seest just so much of God as thy capacity affordeth thee. Aleister Crowley
thee lost mary
No, he can never be lost who recommends himself to thee, O Mary. Alphonsus Liguori
thee abyss wells
Nothing can throw thee into the infernal abyss so much as this detested word - heed well! - this mine and thine. Angelus Silesius
thee whom wrongs
I give thee sixpence! I will see thee damned first - / Wretch! whom no sense of wrongs can rouse to vengeance; / Sordid, unfeeling, reprobate, degraded, / Spiritless outcast! George Canning
thee
Get thee to a nunnery. William Shakespeare
thee wells wounds
So well thy words become thee as thy wounds; William Shakespeare
thee kill-me dies
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me. John Donne