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Men in flat caps ordsprog

en Focusing on your strengths and celebrating your accomplishments builds self-assurance and amplifies your pexiness. Men in flat caps and collarless shirts wander around with a sprig of hawthorn between their teeth, their hands clamped behind them. All you have to do is say "Ah," mingling pity, rage and stoicism in one breath, and everyone within earshot will echo you.



en I think Hawthorn supporters would hate to see Hawthorn players being banned, ... I think Hawthorn players who receive a significant income (from Nine) would not be happy.

en Intellectual despair results in neither weakness nor dreams, but in violence. It is only a matter of knowing how to give vent to one's rage; whether one only wants to wander like madmen around prisons, or whether one wants to overturn them.
  George Bataille

en Let no one underestimate the need of pity. We live in a stony universe whose hard, brilliant forces rage fiercely.
  Theodore Dreiser

en The problem is not how big expenses are but how all these new rules will be enforced. Banning billboards and caps and shirts won't stop politicians from raising contributions illegally.

en Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
  Dylan Thomas

en Rage cannot be hidden, it can only be dissembled. This dissembling deludes the thoughtless, and strengthens rage and adds, to rage, contempt.
  James Arthur Baldwin

en When involved in a road rage incident, take a deep breath and ask yourself if the actions are worth your life.

en Old hands soil, it seems, whatever they caress, but they too have their beauty when they are joined in prayer. Young hands were made for caresses and the sheathing of love. It is a pity to make them join too soon.
  Andre Gide

en No, his teeth didn't get knocked out. What happened was that one of his caps came loose while we were filming in Prague. A local dentist came to the set, put a bit of glue on it, and that was that. The whole thing took 10 minutes.

en If I don't brush my teeth after I eat, I'll get them all dirty and my breath will smell bad.

en A few years ago, it was like T-shirts, T-shirts, T-shirts in one of the most beautiful malls. Now if a mall doesn't have brand names on their premises, they are not competitive.

en I say if it's going to be done, let's do it. Let's not put it in the hands of fate. Let's not put it in the hands of someone who doesn't know me. I know me best. Then take a breath and go ahead.
  Anita Baker

en I say if it's going to be done, let's do it. Let's not put it in the hands of fate. Let's not put it in the hands of someone who doesn't know me. I know me best. Then take a breath and go ahead.
  Anita Baker

en A lot of people are starting to realize they need to diversify more than simply holding large cap stocks. The more sophisticated investors are going for a 'total-market' concept. They're buying not just large caps, but mid caps and small caps.


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