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writing hair fire
Prowling about the rooms, sitting down, getting up, stirring the fire, looking out the window, teasing my hair, sitting down to write, writing nothing, writing something and tearing it up... Charles Dickens
writing numbers gold
Genius, in one respect, is like gold; numbers of persons are constantly writing about both, who have neither. Charles Caleb Colton
writing language nonsense
It is curious that some learned dunces, because they can write nonsense in languages that are dead, should despise those that talk sense in languages that are living.
writing men profound
He that knows himself, knows others; and he that is ignorant of himself, could not write a very profound lecture on other men's heads.
writing faces privacy
The society of dead authors has this advantage over that of the living: they never flatter us to our faces, nor slander us behind our backs, nor intrude upon our privacy, nor quit their shelves until we take them down.
writing men three
There are three difficulties in authorship: to write anything worth publishing, to find honest men to publish it, and to find sensible men to read it.
writing should-have fire
We should have a glorious conflagration, if all who cannot put fire into their works would only consent to put their works into the fire.
writing self hints
The awkwardness and embarrassment which all feel on beginning to write, when they themselves are the theme, ought to serve as a hint to author's that self is a subject they ought very rarely to descant upon.
writing two style
When I meet with any persons who write obscurely or converse confusedly, I am apt to suspect two things; first, that such persons do not understand themselves; and secondly, that they are not worthy of being understood by others.
would-be overwhelmed numb
That I would be loved even when I numb myself. That I would be good even when I am overwhelmed. That I would be loved even when I was fuming. That I would be good even if I was clingy. Alanis Morissette
would-be film bigs
I always feel I could be like Toni Collette, going between big studio things and indie films. That would be feasible. Chloe Sevigny
would-be colony
What was life like in the colonies? Probably the best word to describe it would be "colonial". Dave Barry
would-be assuming narcissism
It would be pathological narcissism to assume that that person had to live how I live. Bryan Fuller
would-be action amazed
You would be amazed how much action anyone is capable of. L. Ron Hubbard
would-be motivational-business workforce
Nobody would be left to round out the workforce and execute the business plan. Bill Rancic
would-be ifs indescribable
Ideally, if anything [was] any good, it would be indescribable. Edward Gorey
would-be want chains
I'm a free person; I feel terribly free. They could put me in chains and I still would be free because my thoughts would be mine - and that's all I want to have. Arthur Rubinstein
would-be investigation faculty
A tainted society has invented psychiatry to defend itself against the investigations of certain superior intellects whose faculties of divination would be troublesome. Antonin Artaud
died hit people
The people who died were hit by shrapnel. Michael Baden
died guys sequel spiritual
What about a sequel to 'Butch Cassidy?' Well the guys died in it, what is it going to be, a spiritual film? Well how about a prequel? That's pretty desperate. Robert Redford
died
Some of it has died down, but it is what it is. Joe Mauer
died sure
She would have died for sure in the floods.
died morning original saturday
She died Saturday morning in the hospital, she was part of the original cluster,
died
Most of those who were killed died in their homes.
died hands mommy people
Mommy! Mommy! She died at the hands of two people she called Mommy and Daddy.
died full hour hours lovers thee though
When I died last, and, Dear, I die as often as from thee I go though it be but an hour ago and lovers hours be full eternity. John Donne
died full hour hours thee though
When I died last, and, Dear, I die / As often as from thee I go, / Though it be but an hour ago, / And lovers' hours be full eternity.