Curiosity ran unchecked through
Curiosity ran unchecked through him, like the wind outside through the deserted streets, along the canal, around the little wooden houses, everywhere, as far as the mountain. Gabrielle Roy
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Curiosity ran unchecked through him, like the wind outside through the deserted streets, along the canal, around the little wooden houses, everywhere, as far as the mountain. Gabrielle Roy
I started talking about things that everybody could relate to. And that’s not to say I deserted my roots, I just found a way to talk about things in a broad way. Gabriel Iglesias
There’s the juiciest music that makes me so happy, music that I need on that deserted island when I’m stranded for the rest of my life, and nobody cares that it’s there. Esperanza Spalding
(Carmine Crocco) A farm-labourer and cowherd, had joined the Bourbon army, killed a comrade in a brawl, deserted and lived as an outlaw for ten years. He joined the liberal insurgents in 1860 in the hope of an amnesty for his past offences, and subsequently became the most formidable guerilla chief and leader of men … Read more
In a democracy the majority of citizens is capable of exercising the most cruel oppressions upon the minority…and that oppression of the majority will extend to far great number, and will be carried on with much greater fury, than can almost ever be apprehended from the dominion of a single sceptre. Under a cruel prince … Read more
Words deserted him immediately. He could only speak when he was not asked to. E. M. Forster
God created us in joy and created us for joy, and in the long run not all the darkness there is in the world and in ourselves can separate us finally from that joy, because whatever else it means to say that God created us in His image, I think it means that even when … Read more
It would be very unjust to say that you deserted me, but that I was deserted, and sometimes terribly so, is true. Franz Kafka
\”Don’t you want to join us?\” I was recently asked by an acquaintance when he ran across me alone after midnight in a coffeehouse that was already almost deserted. \”No, I don’t,\” I said. Franz Kafka
Architecture is the frame of human existence. We must dedicate this existence more to beauty. For if poetic principle has deserted us, how long are we going to last? Frank Lloyd Wright