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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!
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.
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.
stars great-expectations property
My guiding star always is, Get hold of portable property.
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.
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.
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.
memories cat past
The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter.
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
memories appreciate literature
Contemporaries appreciate the person rather than their merit, posterity will regard the merit rather than the person.
memories mind firsts
Of all the faculties of the mind, memory is the first that flourishes, and the first that dies.
memories book reader
Many books owe their success to the good memories of their authors and the bad memories of their readers.
cat going-away noses
If there was any petting to be done...he chose to do it. Often he would sit looking at me, and then, moved by a delicate affection, come and pull at my coat and sleeve until he could touch my face with his nose, and then go away contented.
cat animal humanity
What greater gift than the love of a cat.
cat men light
There are some men who are fortune's favorites, and who, like cats, light forever on their legs.
cat swings rooms
There wasn't room to swing a cat there.
cat boots milk
Should ever anything be missed - milk, coals, umbrellas, brandy - the cat's pitched into with a boot or anything that's handy. Charles Stuart Calverley
cat violin scraping
Playing a violin is, after all, only scraping a cat's entrails with horsehair. Alan Watts
cat animal names
Cats names are more for human benefit. They give one a certain degree more confidence that the animal belongs to you. Alan Ayckbourn
catholic too-much belief
I was brought up as a Catholic, and I'm no longer a Catholic. I don't talk about my beliefs too much in public probably because I feel very strongly that it's something personal - more than personal, it's private. Alan Alda
catholic doe shapes
I used to be a Catholic. I left because I object to conversion by concussion. If you don't agree with what they teach, you get clobbered over the head until you do. All that does is change the shape of the head.