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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. Charles de Lint
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. Charles de Lint
memories cat past
The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter. Charles de Lint
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 Charles Caleb Colton
memories appreciate literature
Contemporaries appreciate the person rather than their merit, posterity will regard the merit rather than the person. Charles Caleb Colton
memories mind firsts
Of all the faculties of the mind, memory is the first that flourishes, and the first that dies. Charles Caleb Colton
memories book reader
Many books owe their success to the good memories of their authors and the bad memories of their readers. Charles Caleb Colton
night shadow hiding
You can't stand up to the night until you understand what's hiding in its shadows. Charles de Lint
night doors hands
For the night-wind has a dismal trick of wandering round and round a building of that sort, and moaning as it goes; and of trying, with its unseen hand, the windows and the doors; and seeking out some crevices by which to enter. Charles Dickens
night liberty sun
Despotism can no more exist in a nation until the liberty of the press be destroyed than the night can happen before the sun is set. Charles Caleb Colton
night people causes
People like us don't go out at night cause people like them see us for what we are Charles Dickens
night doctors two
The doctor seemed especially troubled by the fact of the robbery having been unexpected, and attempted in the night-time; as if it were the established custom of gentlemen in the housebreaking way to transact business at noon, and to make an appointment, by the twopenny post, a day or two previous. Charles Dickens
night men wind
"I saw her, in the fire, but now. I hear her in music, in the wind, in the dead stillness of the night," returned the haunted man. Charles Dickens
night giving church
Night, like a giant, fills the church, from pavement to roof, and holds dominion through the silent hours. Pale dawn again comes peeping through the windows: and, giving place to day, sees night withdraw into the vaults, and follows it, and drives it out, and hides among the dead. Charles Dickens
night air sky
[I]t seemed as if the streets were absorbed by the sky, and the night were all in the air. Charles Dickens
night men sky
He who boasts of being perfect is perfect in folly. I never saw a perfect man. Every rose has its thorns, and every day its night. Even the sun shows spots, and the skies are darkened with clouds; and faults of some kind nestle in every bosom. Charles Spurgeon
years government gold
Betting against gold is the same as betting on governments. He who bets on governments and government money bets against 6,000 years of recorded human history. Charles de Gaulle
years stories goes-on
There are no happy endings... There are no endings, happy or otherwise. We all have our own stories which are just part of the one Story that binds both this world and Faerie. Sometimes we step into each others stories - perhaps just for a few minutes, perhaps for years - and then we step out of them again. But all the while, the Story just goes on. Charles de Lint
years needs answers
Any replacement to the current copyright position (life plus 70 years) needs to have an answer lined up for this, and similar, messy edge cases. Charles Stross
years preparation left
If I knew I had 25 years left to live, I would spend 20 of them in preparation. Charles Spurgeon
years oil alchemist
I'm a bit of an alchemist sorceress. I've collected probably 1500 oils from around the planet over the last ten years. I'm kind of obsessed with the sensuality of it. Alanis Morissette
years white black
...for thousands of years human history has been a magnificently futile conflict, a wonderfully staged panorama of triumphs and tragedies based on the resolute taboo against admitting that black goes with white. Alan Watts
years people car
Although the quality of the vehicles is tremendously improving year after year but the underlying reasons that people are buying cars have really gotten focused. It's for high quality vehicles, reliable, fuel-efficient, and safe of course. Alan Mulally
years mad people
I've known a lot of people go mad over the years, and it is more distressing than people dying. People dying is quite natural, people going mad is the complete antithesis of that. Alan Moore
years rose three
It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses, and apologized to no one. Alan Moore