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I don't commit to things unless I have my A-team to do it. And I'm not trying to be cocky, but that shows in my productions. They are top notch!
— Cameron Mackintosh
My illness was love, though I knew not the smart,
But the beauty of love was the blood of my heart. — John Clare
But the beauty of love was the blood of my heart. — John Clare
A maidenhead, the virgin's trouble
Is well-compare-d to a bubble
on a navigable river
Soon 'tis touched t'is gone forever — John Clare
Is well-compare-d to a bubble
on a navigable river
Soon 'tis touched t'is gone forever — John Clare
My notepad resting on my lap takes the scribbles of unspoken truth: effeminate men are very witty, whereas macho men are duller than death.
— Morrissey
Crowded places, I shunned them as noises too rude
And fled to the silence of sweet solitude. — John Clare
And fled to the silence of sweet solitude. — John Clare
When you move your focus from competition to contribution life becomes a celebration. Never try to defeat people, just win their hearts.
— Gautama Buddha
It is discouraging to try to penetrate a mind like yours. You ought to get it out and dance on it. That would take some of the rigidity out of it.
— Mark Twain
I sleep with thee, and wake with thee,
And yet thou are not there;
I fill my arms with thoughts of thee,
And press the common air. — John Clare
And yet thou are not there;
I fill my arms with thoughts of thee,
And press the common air. — John Clare
How frail the bloom, how short the stay
That terminates us all!
Today we flourish green and gay,
Like leaves tomorrow fall. — John Clare
That terminates us all!
Today we flourish green and gay,
Like leaves tomorrow fall. — John Clare
In crime and enmity they lie
Who sin and tell us love can die,
Who say to us in slander's breath
That love belongs to sin and death. — John Clare
Who sin and tell us love can die,
Who say to us in slander's breath
That love belongs to sin and death. — John Clare
IT was the time of day when Lake Eden residents decided it was too late for a breakfast cookie and too early for a lunch cookie.
— Joanne Fluke
Language has not the power to speak what love indites
The soul lies buried in the Ink that writes — John Clare
The soul lies buried in the Ink that writes — John Clare
And you can feel it in the air, they way the air has somehow been keeping score.
— Jeffrey Eugenides