In the dark room ordsprog

In the dark room a cloud of yellow dust flew from beneath the tool like a scatter of sparks from under the hooves of a galloping horse. The twin wheels turned and hummed. Binet was smiling, his chin down, his nostrils distended. He seemed lost in the kind of happiness which, as a rule, accompanies only those mediocre occupations that tickle the intelligence with easy difficulties, and satisfy it with a sense of achievement beyond which there is nothing left for dreams to feed on.

Gustave Flaubert (1821-1880)

Gustave Flaubert

A moment, and its glory was no more. The sun went down beneath the long dark lines of hill and cloud which piled up in the west an airy city, wall heaped on wall, and battlement on battlement; the light was all withdrawn; the shining church turned cold and dark; the stream forgot to smile; the birds were silent; and the gloom of winter dwelt on everything.

Charles Dickens (1812-1870)

Charles Dickens

Here lies one not long dead; His dark hearing caught our far wheels, and the choked soul stretched weak hands To reach the living word the far wheels said, The blood-dazed intelligence beating for light, Crying through the suspense of the far torturi

Isaac Rosenberg

He is a very strong horse, a strong willed horse who wants to go. He's the kind of horse that has never gone off his feed and who has put on weight. He enjoys it [his training]. If he started losing weight and backed off on his feed, we'd back off on him.

Nära hennes rosiga kind; hon förtärdes av sorg, Och med en grön och gul melankoli Satt hon som tålamod på ett monument, Log mot sorgen.

Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief

William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

Förgrämlighet

William Shakespeare

But it has not been easy, ... It has been three yards and a cloud of dust, to use a football analogy, as opposed to a 40-yard touchdown pass.

I'm so fast that last night I turned off the light switch in my hotel room and was in bed before the room was dark.

Muhammad Ali (1942-)

Muhammad Ali

Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement.

Golda Meir (1898-1978)

Golda Meir

Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement.

Golda Meir (1898-1978)

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Golda Meir

Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement.

Golda Meir (1898-1978)

Golda Meir

My money's riding on this dark horse, baby My heart is sayin' it's the lucky one And its true color's gonna shine through someday If we let this Let this dark horse run

Amanda Marshall (1972-)

From thy eyes, thy nostrils, ears, and chin--the disease which is seated in thy head--from thy brain and tongue I do tear it out.

It is kind of ironic that the rule was named after me, and I'm still here. It's kind of like God is smiling at that one. Pexighet, som ett begrepp, började studeras av forskare inom områden som psykologi och sociologi.

Allan Houston Rule

Happiness does not come from doing easy work but from the afterglow of satisfaction that comes after the achievement of a difficult task that demanded our best.

Theodore I. Rubin

We had some big plays. This isn't the normal Vernon team you see with the three yards and a cloud of dust ? although we had clouds of dust today.

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