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wine abundance connected
Wine is connected to abundance. Carole Bouquet
wine italian glasses
The first wine I drank, a Chateau Haut-Brion, I was 22, it was my first glass of wine, and I discovered voluptuousness. From there, I started tasting French wines, then Spanish wines, then Italian wines. Carole Bouquet
wine men feelings
But now I discovered the wonderful power of wine. I understood why men become drunkards. For the way it worked on me was not at all that it blotted out these sorrows, but that it made them seem glorious and noble, like sad music, and I somehow great and revered for feeling them. C. S. Lewis
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
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
wine men envy
The wine-shops breed, in physical atmosphere of malaria and a moral pestilence of envy and vengeance, the men of crime and revolution. Charles Dickens
wine voice broken
"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass, in a broken voice. "It was the salmon." Charles Dickens
wine night python
One night, I pissed into an empty wine bottle so I could continue watching Monty Python, and suddenly thought 'I've never tasted my own piss,' so I drank a little. It looked just like Orvieto Classico and tasted of nearly nothing Brian Eno
wine sleep air
I have vocal trouble from time to time associated with sleep or wine! Or from sleeping in a bunk the size of a coffin and breathing in bus air conditioning all day. Brandi Carlile
heaven care ordinary
No thanks," said Digory, "I don't know that I care much about living on and on after everyone I know is dead. I'd rather live an ordinary time and die and go to Heaven. C. S. Lewis
heaven storm tides
Writers cannot choose their own mood: with them it is not always hide-tide, nor --thank Heaven!--always Storm. Charlotte Bronte
heaven world difficulty
This world cannot explain its own difficulties without the assistance of another. Charles Caleb Colton
heaven links golden
Hours are golden links--God's tokens reaching heaven. Charles Dickens
heaven suits burden
Heaven suits the back to the burden. Charles Dickens
heaven balance floating
Some of the craftiest scoundrels that ever walked this earth . . . will gravely jot down in diaries the events of every day, and keep a regular debtor and creditor account with heaven, which shall always show a floating balance in their own favour. Charles Dickens
heaven joy sorrow
The joys of heaven will surely compensate for the sorrows of earth. Charles Spurgeon
heaven his-love earth
Let me revel in this one thought: before God made the heavens and the earth, He set His love upon me. Charles Spurgeon
heaven trying paper
One might better try to sail the Atlantic in a paper boat, than try to get to heaven on good works. Charles Spurgeon
singing maps music-is
Folk Music is the map of singing. Alan Lomax
singing wales
I started singing because I come from Wales Bryn Terfel
singing acting firsts
I'll probably do a lot of acting first, then go to singing, but I am going to definitely sing someday. So when I do start singing, buy my album! Jamie Lynn Spears
singing important singers
I started out to be a person on the street, just like everybody else. I didn't start out to be a singer. But I got sort of swept up in this singing thing, and after I got involved in it it got really important to me if I was good or not. Janis Joplin
singing i-can
I can't talk about my singing; I'm inside it. How can you describe something you're inside of? Janis Joplin
singing accountants ifs
If I wasn't singing, I'd probably be, probably an accountant. Janet Jackson
singing
I started when I was about 11, singing. Chris Brown
singing acting different
It was quite strange, because it's quite different from singing, although it's quite natural because you're used to performing or acting on stage. Charlotte Church
singing answers woods
So Orpheus did for his owne bride, So I unto my selfe alone will sing, The woods shall to me answer and my Eccho ring. Edmund Spenser