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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
heart anorexia situation
Many women who have anorexia put their hearts in a compromised situation. Carre Otis
heart golf swings
The arc of your swing doesn't have a thing to do with the size of your heart. Carol Mann
heart love-is nurse
A woman's life isn't worth a plateful of cabbage if she hasn't felt life stir under her heart. Taking a little one to nurse, watching him grow to manhood, that's what love is. Carol Shields
heart my-heart universe
Universe, vast universe, my heart is vaster. Carlos Drummond de Andrade
heart gestures path
Eventually I saw that the path of the heart requires a full gesture, a degree of abandon that can be terrifying. Only then is it possible to achieve a sparkling metamorphosis. Carlos Castaneda
heart men laughing
A man of knowledge chooses a path with a heart and follows it and then he looks and rejoices and laughs and then he sees and knows. Carlos Castaneda
heart men sober
My benefactor used to say the seeds are the 'sober head' -- the only part that could fortify the heart of man. Carlos Castaneda
heart answers path
Before you embark on it you ask the question: Does this path have a heart? If the answer is no, you will know it, and then you must choose another path. Carlos Castaneda
heart unhappy path
All paths are the same, leading nowhere. Therefore, pick a path with heart! Carlos Castaneda
feelings words-of-wisdom awareness
We're a feeling, an awareness encased here Carlos Castaneda
feelings lines celebration
No one who has experienced facing a screaming, boiling, hysterical audience can avoid feeling shivers in the spine. It's a thin line between celebration and menace. Agnetha Faltskog
feelings pasta cooks
You can buy a good pasta but when you cook it yourself it has another feeling. Agnes Varda
feelings gut-feelings stomach
I've got a gut feeling in my stomach. . . Alan Sugar
feelings enthusiasm fine
True enthusiasm is a fine feeling whose flash I admire where-ever I see it. Charlotte Bronte
feelings film
Nothing quite like it. The feeling of film. Charlie Chaplin
feelings littles strange
Spite is a little word, but it represents as strange a jumble of feelings and compound of discords, as any polysyllable in the language. Charles Dickens
feelings age done
We all have some experience of a feeling, that comes over us occasionally, of what we are saying and doing having been said and done before, in a remote time - of our having been surrounded, dim ages ago, by the same faces, objects, and circumstances. Charles Dickens
feelings words-of-wisdom deeds
"O, Mrs. Clennam, Mrs. Clennam," said Little Dorrit, "angry feelings and unforgiving deeds are no comfort and no guide to you and me." Charles Dickens