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lonely war people
Walter Benjamin My experience in the United States was living in a society that was very much at war with itself, that was very alienated. People felt not part of a community, but like isolated units that were afraid of interaction, of contact, that were lonely.
lonely loneliness poverty
Dear Abbey SO the richest are often the poorest as this saying goes, "Loneliness is the ultimate poverty"
lonely dad nice
Alan Titchmarsh I was very inventive. I lived in my own world - my dad said I was a loner. Not lonely, just happy in my own company. It's the same now. I need time alone, which is maybe why I love to write. Having said that, I love the sociability of telly. It's a nice contrast.
lonely feelings isolation
Charlotte Bronte I stood lonely enough, but to that feeling of isolation I was accustomed: it did not oppress me much.
lonely travel loneliness
Charlie Chaplin A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure.
lonely night sea
Charles Dickens It was one of those hot, silent nights, when people sit at windows listening for the thunder which they know will shortly break; when they recall dismal tales of hurricanes and earthquakes; and of lonely travellers on open plains, and lonely ships at sea, struck by lightning.
lonely distance dark
Charles Dickens There was no wind; there was no passing shadow on the deep shade of the night; there was no noise. The city lay behind him, lighted here and there, and starry worlds were hidden by the masonry of spire and roof that hardly made out any shapes against the sky. Dark and lonely distance lay around him everywhere, and the clocks were faintly striking two.
lonely islands normal
Alan Watts Our normal sense of the person as a lonely island of consciousness, is a dramatic illusion based on theological imagery.
sleep men order
Le Corbusier Space and light and order. Those are the things that men need just as much as they need bread or a place to sleep.
sleep unique evening
Diane von Furstenberg Sleep is easier to make up than a unique evening.
sleep luxury peaceful
Walter Benjamin Peace is a rare gift. Peace of mind, peaceful sleeps, and peaceful spirits are all luxuries that few rebels can ever afford.
sleep judging honor
James Keller A Seattle lawyer once interrupted his lengthy cross-examination of a witness and exclaimed, "Your Honor, one of the jurors is asleep." "You put him to sleep," replied the judge. "Suppose you wake him up."
sleep air mind
Jen Lancaster I never sleep on the plane. I have to be awake and using my mind power to keep it in the air
sleep
Denis Petukhov We are like unbelievably excited, like I can't even tell you. I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything.
sleep autumn moon
Dogen In autumn even though I may see it again, how can I sleep with the moon this evening?
sleep fool ears
William Shakespeare A knavish speech sleeps in a fool's ear.
sleep eye giving
William Shakespeare Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead are but as pictures: ‘tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil
wind oath
Samuel Butler Oaths are but words, and words are but wind.
window
James Long When the window shattered, you can't see through it.
wind
Ron Zarrella We could even wind up No. 2 in July.
wind sail ready
E. F. Schumacher I cannot predict the wind but I can have my sail ready.
wind sail raises
E. F. Schumacher Perhaps we cannot raise the winds. But each of us can put up the sail, so that when the wind comes we can catch it.
wind clouds mountain
Dogen Because mountains are high and broad, the way of riding the clouds is always reached in the mountains; the inconceivable power of soaring in the wind comes freely from the mountains
wind mountain command
William Shakespeare Thou shalt be free As mountain winds: but then exactly do All points of my command.
wind foul-language foul
William Shakespeare Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I will depart unkissed.
wind sea ships
William Shakespeare Behold the threaden sails, Borne with the invisible and creeping wind, Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea, Breasting the lofty surge