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horse nice progress
It seems with progress you gain certain things and you lose certain things. The automobile replaced the horse and buggy but you lost all of that nice manure. Carl Andre
horse ideas doubt
Wouldn't he know without being asked?' said Polly. 'I've no doubt he would,' said the Horse (still with his mouth full). 'But I've a sort of an idea he likes to be asked. C. S. Lewis
horse coffee beer
A Centaur has a man-stomach and a horse-stomach. And of course both want breakfast. So first of all he has porridge and pavenders and kidneys and bacon and omlette and cold ham and toast and marmalade and coffee and beer. And after that he tends to the horse part of himself by grazing for an hour or so and finishing up with a hot mash, some oats, and a bag of sugar. That's why it's such a serious thing to ask a Centaur to stay for the weeekend. A very serious thing indeed.
horse special-you long
But as long as you know you're nobody special, you'll be a very decent sort of Horse, on the whole, and taking one thing with another.
horse kings children
I was the lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. I was the lion who drove the jackals from you while you slept. I was the lion who gave the horses the new strength of fear for the last mill so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to receive you.
horse push start
We have to get on our horse and start climbing. We have to make a push when we get back. Chris Gratton
horse research cows
Science is not a sacred cow. Science is a horse. Don’t worship it. Feed it. [Addressing a group of prospective contributors to an Israeli scientific research program] Abba Eban
horse thinking winning
If a horse has four legs, and I'm riding it, I think I can win. Charles Caleb Colton
horse funny-friend wife
Never join with your friend when he abuses his horse or his wife, unless the one is about to be sold, the other to be buried.
stars thinking anxiety
And yet, within her anxiety, secured there like a gemstone, she carries the cool and curious power of occasionally being able to see the world vividly. Clarity bursts upon her a spray of little stars. She understands this, and thinks of it as one of the tricks of consciousness; there is something almost luxurious about it.. The narrative maze opens and permits her to pass through. She may be crowded out of her own life - she knows this for a fact and has always know it - but she possesses, as a compensatory gift, the startling ability to draft alternative versions. Carol Shields
stars flames light
To seek freedom is the only driving force I know. Freedom to fly off into that infinity out there. Freedom to dissolve; to lift off; to be like the flame of a candle, which, in spite of being up against the light of a billion stars, remains intact, because it never pretended to be more than what it is: a mere candle. Carlos Castaneda
stars children thinking
Far overhead from beyond the veil of blue sky which hid them the stars sang again; a pure, cold, difficult music. Then there came a swift flash like fire (but it burnt nobody) either from the sky or from the Lion itself, and every drop of blood tingled in the children's bodies, and the deepest, wildest voice they had ever heard was saying: "Narnia, Narnia, Narnia, awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters.
stars son our-world
In our world," said Eustace, "a star is a huge ball of flaming gas." Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is, but only what it is made of.
stars said retired
Golly,' said Edmund under his breath, 'He's a retired star.
stars toughest
We have so many stars that the toughest part is getting our roster down to 30 players. Manny Acta
stars asian movie-star
There are no Asian movie stars Aaron Sorkin
stars passion eye
Walking the streets on winter nights kept him warm, despite the cold nocturnal passions of uprising winds. His footsteps led between trade-marked houses, two up and two down, with digital chimneys like pigs' tits on the rooftops sending up heat and smoke into the cold trough of a windy sky. Stars hid like snipers, taking aim now and again when clouds gave them a loophole. Winter was an easy time for him to hide his secrets, for each dark street patted his shoulder and became a friend, and the gaseous eye of each lamp glowed unwinking as he passed. Alan Sillitoe
stars pieces saws
I hear about stars being torn to pieces by fans. It never happened to me and I never saw it happen to anyone else Alan Ladd
book
I didn't learn a lot from books. I learned a lot from movies. Carole Bouquet
book reading moving
Open a book this minute and start reading. Don’t move until you’ve reached page fifty. Until you’ve buried your thoughts in print. Cover yourself with words. Wash yourself away. Dissolve.
book writing want
Write the book you want to read, the one you cannot find.
book shoes marketing
What I always tell my clients is to put yourself in your potential customer's shoes - what would you want to hear about this story/book and does this [marketing material] deliver that information? Carol White
book heart telephones
Easy is to occupy a place in a telephone book. Difficult is to occupy someone's heart; know that you're really loved. Carlos Drummond de Andrade
book writing
I must write the book out in my head now, before I sit down. Carlos Fuentes
book reality thinking
For me, life without literature is inconceivable. I think that Don Quixote in a physical sense never existed, but Don Quixote exists more than anybody who existed in 1605. Much more. There's nobody who can compete with Don Quixote or with Hamlet. So in the end we have the reality of the book as the reality of the world and the reality of history.
book wife reason
Here among my books, my wife, my friends and my loves, I have plenty of reasons to keep living.
book past years
Some writers achieve great popularity and then disappear forever. The bestseller lists of the past fifty years are, with a few lively exceptions, a sombre graveyard of dead books.