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women resentment consequence
Women generally consider consequences in love, seldom in resentment. Charles Caleb Colton
women flower sun
Pleasure is to women what the sun is to the flower; if moderately enjoyed, it beautifies, it refreshes, and it improves; if immoderately, it withers, deteriorates and destroys. Charles Caleb Colton
women want ornaments
Modesty is the richest ornament of a woman ... the want of it is her greatest deformity. Charles Caleb Colton
women intellectual female
A high degree of intellectual refinement in the female is the surest pledge society can have for the improvement of the male. Charles Caleb Colton
women doe attention
The plainest man who pays attention to women, will sometimes succeed as well as the handsomest man who does not. Charles Caleb Colton
women modest bashful
Women that are the least bashful are often the most modest. Charles Caleb Colton
women decorum length
Women do not transgress the bounds of decorum so often as men; but when they do, they go greater lengths. Charles Caleb Colton
women said mould
She's the sort of woman now,' said Mould, . . . 'one would almost feel disposed to bury for nothing: and do it neatly, too! Charles Dickens
women want today
You see what happens today. Women act like men and want to be treated like women. Alan Jay Lerner
rose meditation way
meditation is a way of developing clarity, which allows us to see the precision of daily life situations as well as our thought process so that we can relate with both of them fully and completely. Chogyam Trungpa
rose elements flight
Human life began in flight and fear. Religion rose from rituals of propitiation, spells to lull the punishing elements. Camille Paglia
roses save soft spirit
Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, / And all, save the spirit of man, is divine. Lord Byron
rosebuds silk
Can I have a silk nightgown with rosebuds on it? Audrey Hepburn
rose waiting missing
If we spend our days waiting for fabulous roses we could miss the beauty and wonder of the tiny forget-me-nots that are all around us. Dieter F. Uchtdorf
rose touching tears
Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres. Elizabeth Barrett Browning
rose black one-day
Would it not be better to be dead than to have this horrible fear that Aslan has come and is not like the Aslan we have believed in and longed for? It is as if the sun rose one day and were a black sun. C. S. Lewis
rose doe thorns
The rose does not bloom without thorns. True, but would that the thorns did not outlive the rose. Charles Francis Richter
rose corn ghost
When you are corn and roses and at rest I shall endure, a dense and sanguine ghost To haunt the scene where I was happiest To bend above the thing I loved the most Edna St. Vincent Millay
honor fickle opinion
Honor is unstable and seldom the same; for she feeds upon opinion, and is as fickle as her food. Charles Caleb Colton
honor albums robotics
I had the honor of speaking with Asimov. The album ended up being something not directly related to Asimov, but related instead to the concept of the power of robotics. Alan Parsons
honor sacred noble
To this noble end the delegates had pledged their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor. David McCullough
honor loses ifs
If I lose my honor, I lose myself: better I were not yours Than yours so branchless. William Shakespeare
honor dues no-point
The due of honor in no point omit. William Shakespeare
honor customs ifs
If is a custom, More honor'd in the breach than the observance. William Shakespeare
honor criticism sometimes
I have been both praised and criticized. The criticism stung, but the praise sometimes bothered me even more. To have received such praise and honors has always been puzzling to me. Billy Joel
honor culture celebrate
A culture of honor is celebrating who a person is without stumbling over who they're not. Bill Johnson
honor balance insane
Henke sensed her terrifying aptitude for destruction as never before. Henke had feared for her sanity; now she knew the truth was almost worse than that. Honor wasn't insane - she simply didn't care. She'd lost not only her sense of balance but any desire to regain it. David Weber