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beautiful struggle years
I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss, and, in their struggles to be truly free, in their triumphs and defeats, through long years to come, I see the evil of this time and of the previous time of which this is the natural birth, gradually making expiation for itself and wearing out... Charles Dickens
beautiful temptation use
A beautiful woman, if poor, should use double circumspection; for her beauty will tempt others, her poverty herself. Charles Caleb Colton
beautiful witty jewels
Wit in women is a jewel, which, unlike all others, borrows lustre from its setting, rather than bestows it; since nothing is so easy as to fancy a very beautiful woman extremely witty. Charles Caleb Colton
beautiful hate giving
How beautiful you are! You are more beautiful in anger than in repose. I don't ask you for your love; give me yourself and your hatred; give me yourself and that pretty rage; give me yourself and that enchanting scorn; it will be enough for me. Charles Dickens
beautiful sky done
And a beautiful world we live in, when it is possible, and when many other such things are possible, and not only possible, but done-- done, see you!-- under that sky there, every day. Charles Dickens
beautiful weed feelings
... Natural affections and instincts, my dear sir, are the most beautiful of the Almighty's works, but like other beautiful works of His, they must be reared and fostered, or it is as natural that they should be wholly obscured, and that new feelings should usurp their place, as it is that the sweetest productions of the earth, left untended, should be choked with weeds and briers. Charles Dickens
beautiful character interesting
She had gained a reputation for beauty, and (which is often another thing) was beautiful. Charles Dickens
beautiful sweet character
... when he saw her sitting there all alone, so young, and good, and beautiful, and kind to him; and heard her thrilling voice, so natural and sweet, and such a golden link between him and all his life's love and happiness, rising out of the silence; he turned his face away, and hid his tears. Charles Dickens
beautiful girl sleep
I don't remember forms or faces now, but I know the girl was beautiful. I know she was; for in the bright moonlight nights, when I start from my sleep, and all is quiet about me, I see, standing still and motionless in one corner of this cell, a slight and wasted figure with long black hair, which streaming down her back, stirs with no earthly wind, and eyes that fix their gaze on me, and never wink or close... Charles Dickens
history who-we-are way
History is a guide to navigation in perilous times. History is who we are and why we are the way we are. David McCullough
history want done
No harm's done to history by making it something someone would want to read. David McCullough
history social shank
History is the shank of the social sciences. C. Wright Mills
history lafayette might
For women, history does not exist. Murasaki, Sappho, and Madame Lafayette might be their own contemporaries. Cesare Pavese
history want grants
Everyone wants to be Cary Grant. Even I want to be Cary Grant. Cary Grant
history
When you think about it, history is made to be broken. That's the way we look at it. E. Hicks
history lists surprise
History is merely a list of surprises. It can only prepare us to be surprised yet again. Kurt Vonnegut
history
History! Read it and weep! Kurt Vonnegut
history disposition efficacy
But the power of instruction is seldom of much efficacy, except in those happy dispositions where it is almost superfluous. Edward Gibbon
ugly suits mood
Why should I spoil my mood by wearing an ugly suit? Bryan Ferry
ugly honest comedy
Comedy is ugly. It's honest, it's raw. Aisha Tyler
ugly fame stressful
You know, I did not like being famous. It was a stressful and ugly time, and I'm glad it's over. Diablo Cody
ugly looks action
... But then again, a person could turn ugly. Their actual look could change when their actions were repulsive. Deb Caletti
ugly flawless
There's something ugly about the flawless. Dennis Lehane
ugly vices mask
Vice knows [its] ugly, so [it] puts on [a] mask. Benjamin Franklin
ugly vices virtue
Vice knows she is ugly, so puts on her mask. Benjamin Franklin
ugly found difficult
I tried to make myself as pretty as possible and even then I thought I was ugly. I found it madly difficult to go out, to show myself. Brigitte Bardot
ugly tribes novelists
The complexion of a novelist is seldom rosy (Paul Bailey once announced to a heavy-hearted audience of novelists at PEN that we have always been an ugly tribe). We are engaged in indoor activity, haemorrhoidal, prone to chillblains, poor of circulation. Jane Gardam
winter darkness scrooge
Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it. Charles Dickens
winter age lapland
Cheerfulness ought to be the viaticum vitae of their life to the old; age without cheerfulness is a Lapland winter without a sun. Charles Caleb Colton
winning race looks
If we look backwards to antiquity it should be as those that are winning a race. Charles Caleb Colton
wine order water
In order to try whether a vessel be leaky, we first prove it with water before we trust it with wine. Charles Caleb Colton
wings gone originality
All the poets are indebted more or less to those who have gone before them; even Homer's originality has been questioned, and Virgil owes almost as much to Theocritus, in his Pastorals, as to Homer, in his Heroics; and if our own countryman, Milton, has soared above both Homer and Virgil, it is because he has stolen some feathers from their wings. Charles Caleb Colton
wind literature wave
Commerce flourishes by circumstances, precarious, transitory, contingent, almost as the winds and waves that bring it to our shores. Charles Caleb Colton
wind fire tale-of-two-cities
Then tell Wind and Fire where to stop," returned madame; "but don't tell me. Charles Dickens
winning race obstacles
Ride on! Ride on over all obstacles and win the race. Charles Dickens
wine paris six
Along the Paris streets, the death-carts rumble, hollow and harsh. Six tumbrils carry the day's wine to La Guillotine. Charles Dickens