Francois Rabelais ( - April 09, 1553)
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I drink no more than a sponge
We always long for the forbidden things, and desire what is denied us.
Nature abhors a vacuum
I have known many who could not when they would, for they had not done it when they could
Everything comes in time to those who can wait
With fingers weary and worn, / With eyelids heavy and red, / A woman sat in unwomanly rags, / Plying her needle and thread - / Stitch! stitch! stitch!
(May 23, 1799 - )
You could see it in the air, like, 'OK, this is going to be good.' And you saw it bounce and you saw it roll.
The image of myself which I try to create in my own mind in order that I may love myself is very different from the image which I try to create in the minds of others in order that they may love me
W. H. Auden