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hurt laughter cancer
I am a product... I'm a comedian. I'm not curing cancer. In the end, I tell jokes. I make people laugh. I make sense out of ridiculous situations, but in the end, it's all about laughter. It's all about your cheek hurting, your stomach hurting. Carlos Mencia
hurt reality feet
Will you come with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come? C. S. Lewis
hurt tools dangerous
Edged tools are dangerous things to handle, and not infrequently do much hurt. Agnes Repplier
hurt voice singing
Singing for stage, if you don't hear yourself, that's when you push, and that's when you can hurt your voice sometimes. So if I can hear myself in my ear, it really helps me to find that balance of how loud I needed to be singing. Aaron Tveit
hurt thinking expression
I smiled: I thought to myself Mr. Rochester is peculiar — he seems to forget that he pays me £30 per annum for receiving his orders. "The smile is very well," said he, catching instantly the passing expression; "but speak too." "I was thinking, sir, that very few masters would trouble themselves to inquire whether or not their paid subordinates were piqued and hurt by their orders. Charlotte Bronte
hurt responsibility dark
But what the evil people do, that's their responsibility. The burden they have to carry. Sure, when we see 'em starting on causing some hurt, we've got to try and stop 'em, but mostly what the rest of us should be concerning ourselves with is doing right by others. Every time you do a good turn, you shine the light a little further into the dark. And the thing is, even when we're gone, that light's going to keep shining on, pushing the shadows back. Charles de Lint
hurt thinking live-your-life
Everything has a spirit and it's all connected. If you think about that, if you live your life by it, then you're less likely to cause any hurt. It's like how our bodies go back into the ground when we die, so that connects us to the earth. If you dump trash, you're dumping it on your and my ancestors. Or to bring it down to its simplest level: treat everything and everybody the way you want to be treated, because when you hurt someone, you're only hurting yourself. Charles de Lint
hurt complaining blades
I am what you designed me to be.I am your blade. You cannot now complain if you also feel the hurt Charles Dickens
hurt hate pride
We are more inclined to hate one another for points on which we differ, than to love one another for points on which we agree. The reason perhaps is this: when we find others that agree with us, we seldom trouble ourselves to confirm that agreement; but when we chance on those who differ from us, we are zealous both to convince and to convert them. Our pride is hurt by the failure, and disappointed pride engenders hatred. Charles Caleb Colton
memories childhood fiction
A childhood is what anyone wants to remember of it. It leaves behind no fossils, except perhaps in fiction. Carol Shields
memories desire satisfied
Memory is satisfied desire. Carlos Fuentes
memories minorities five-senses
Five senses; an incurably abstract intellect; a haphazardly selective memory; a set of preconceptions and assumptions so numerous that I can never examine more than a minority of them - never become even conscious of them all. C. S. Lewis
memories pleasure remembered
A pleasure is full grown only when it is remembered. You are speaking, Hmán, as if pleasure were one thing and the memory another. It is all one thing. C. S. Lewis
memories mind nostalgic
I'm not nostalgic. My memories are back here in my mind. Agnes Varda
memories everyday special
Nostalgia doesn't make sense, because it's like bringing the memories back to be a special part of my day or to be part of my week. And I'm inside my memories the same way I'm inside my everyday life. Agnes Varda
memories exceptional ifs
I've just got an exceptional memory, if I say so myself. Alan Sugar
memories add
Say whatever your memory suggests is true; but add nothing and exaggerate nothing. Charlotte Bronte
memories years age
Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous to new impressions, but still retains vividly those of earlier years. Charlotte Bronte
glasses light broken
They enter, locking themselves in, descend the rugged steps, and are down in the Crypt. The lantern is not wanted, for the moonlight strikes in at the groined windows, bare of glass, the broken frames for which cast patterns on the ground. The heavy pillars which support the roof engender masses of black shade, but between them there are lanes of light. Charles Dickens
glasses society village
A village is a hive of glass, where nothing unobserved can pass. Charles Spurgeon
glasses faces chaos
Often I'd take out my magnifying glass and stare into the chaos that was her face. David Sedaris
glasses play giving
I was clear: "I don't want to play businessmen with bifocal glasses and cameras, so if you're going to give me an Asian bad guy to play, then I'm going to give you the baddest Asian bad guy you've ever seen, and you're not going to forget that I was in the film." Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa
glasses flames sky
[...] a morass of despair violence death with a thin layer of glass spread upon the surface where Love, a tiny crab with pincers and rainbow shell, walked delicately ever sideways but getting nowhere, while the sun [...] rose higher in the sky its tassels dropping with flame threatening every moment to melt the precarious highway of glass. And the people: giant pathworks of colour with limbs missing and parts of their mind snipped off to fit them into the outline of the free pattern. Janet Frame
glasses bottles green
American love — like coke in green glass bottles...they don't make it anymore. Alan Moore
glasses sides life-is
Your whole life is on the other side of the glass. And there is nobody watching. Alan Bennett
glasses mirrors getting-older
I can honestly say I love getting older. Then again, I never put my glasses on before looking in the mirror. Cherie Lunghi
glasses imagination quality
The pilasters reaching down were adorned with a glistering substance (I know not what) under glass (as it seemed), resembling - a homely fancy, but I judged it to be sugar-candy; yet to my raised imagination, divested of its homelier qualities, it appeared a glorified candy. Charles Lamb