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Earth's crammed with heaven...
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes.


Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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To a Vase

"How do I break thee? Let me count the ways.
I break thee if thou a...
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Obstacles are things a person sees when he takes his eyes off his goal.
E. JOSEPH COSSMAN
Death does not concern me. He who takes his first step uses perhaps his last shoes. (Halmalo)
VICTOR HUGO
The only one who spoke was a guy who yelled at his friend, 'I told you he wore shoes.'
SHOELESS JOE JACKSON
He only earns his freedom and his life Who takes them every day by storm.
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BIBLE
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RASSOOL JIBRAEEL SNYMAN
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JUDITH MCNAUGHT
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He who works with his hands is a laborer.
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FRANCIS OF ASSISI
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GEORGE BERNARD SHAW
Who seeks for heaven alone to save his soul,
May keep the path, but will not reach the goal; HENRY VAN DYKE
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Who sees pale Mammom pine amidst his store, Sees but a backward steward for the poor.
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FRANZ KAFKA
God has such gladness every time he sees from heaven that a sinner is praying to Him with all his he...
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Tiny, searing stabs. Wherever the droplets of mist touch my skin.
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SUNDAY ADELAJA
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AL MCGUIRE
My first husband ran off with Elizabeth Taylor.
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I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I ai...
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Only the violent takes the kingdom of heaven by force
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So the unwanting soul
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and the ever-wanting soul
sees only what it...
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You went shopping with Rebecca?'
'Yep,' I said, pulling the shoes out of the box.
His br...
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Art takes time—
Monet grew his gardens
before he painted them.
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There are women who only look at another woman's shoes and never at her face.
And others who al...
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He is a fool Who only sees the mischiefs that are past.
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He who closes his eyes sees nothing, even in the full light of day.
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Everything man sees he takes for a toy. 'Thus is he always, forever a boy.
JESSIE BURTON
He who sees the calamity of other people finds his own calamity light.
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He who sees the calamity of other people finds his own calamity light
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But not you, O girl, nor yet his
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stretched his eyebrows so fierce with
expe...
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It only ...
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Naked a man comes from his mother’s womb,
and as he comes, so he departs.
He takes nothin...
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Within infinite myths lies the eternal truth
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Varuna has but a thousand e...
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ALEX BERG
He that lives well sees a farre off.
GEORGE HERBERT
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Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what's a heaven for?
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A heretic is a man who sees with his own eyes.
GOTTHOLD EPHRAIM LESSING
Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what's a heaven for?
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He who binds his soul to knowledge, steals the key of heaven.
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It Couldn't Be Done

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle re...
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It Couldn't Be Done

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle repli...
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A man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river
        ...
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A comedian can only last 'til he either takes himself serious or his audience takes him serious.
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God gives us life and takes us away as He sees fit.
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To others
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Rattle his bones
over the stones
its only a pauper
who nobody owns
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He who claims to have travelled in the hard roads, let him show his shoes for the proof!
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A bear will not attempt to fly,
A foundered horse w...
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“True dat,” Keira murmured. JENNIFER L. ARMENTROUT
The painter should paint not only what he has in front of him, but also what he sees inside himself.
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KEVIN JAMES
It's not completely to his liking, but what else can he do now that he sees I was right?
ALEJANDRO FERNANDEZ
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JOAN BAUER
I was the one who took off his shoes and socks. I walked away for a moment, turned around, and Scott...
JIM MAY
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PEARL BUCK
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He flew a kite, t...
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And lips say God be pitiful, who never said, God be praised.
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Light tomorrow with today.
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A white rosebud for a guerdon.
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Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal.
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ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
First time he kiss'd me, he but only kiss'd The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And ev...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
God keeps a niche In Heaven, to hold our idols; and albeit He brake them to our faces, and den...
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Beautiful. (in reply to her husband who had asked how she felt moments before her death.).
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Ah, ah, Cytherea! Adonis is dead. She wept tear after tear, with the blood which was shed,-- ...
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Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor's done.
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I wish I were the lily's leaf To fade upon that bosom warm, Content to wither, pale and brief,...
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O brave poets, keep back nothing; Nor mix falsehood with the whole! Look up Godward! speak th...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The s...
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul c...
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The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental; it re...
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And lips say ''God be pitiful,'' who never said, ''God be praised.''
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God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
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He lives most life whoever breathes most air.
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Speak low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet From out the hallelujahs, sweet and low, Lest I sho...
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A worthless woman! mere cold clay As all false things are! but so fair, She takes the breath...
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways./ I love thee to the depth and breadth and height / My sou...
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My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!
And yet they seem alive and quivering
Against ...
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Earth's crammed with Heaven. And every common bush afire with God. But only he who sees, takes off h...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
Men get opinions as boys learn to spell, by reiteration chiefly
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Into our deep, dear silence.
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Best be yourself, imperial, plain and true!
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How he sleepeth! having drunken Weary childhood's mandragore, From his pretty eyes have sunke...
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By the way, The works of women are symbolical. We sew, sew, prick our fingers, dull out sight,...
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Yet here's eglantine, Here's ivy!--take them as I used to do Thy flowers, and keep them where ...
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She lived, we'll say,
A harmless life, she called a
virtuous life,
A quiet life, whi...
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OF writing many books there is no end;
And I who have written much in prose and verse
For ...
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Witch, scholar, poet, dreamer, and the rest...
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God's gifts put men's best dreams to shame.
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Love me sweet
With all thou art
Feeling, thinking, seeing;
Love me in the Lightest...
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No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.
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The beautiful seems right by force of beauty, and the feeble wrong because of weakness.
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The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, Let no one be called happy till his death; to which ...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
He, in his developed manhood, stood, a little sunburn by the glare of life.
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My ...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
The place is all awave with trees,
Limes, myrtles, purple-beaded,
Acacias having drunk the lee...
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O rose, who dares to name thee?
No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet,
But pale, and hard...
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Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly.
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A good neighbor sometimes cuts your morning up to mince-meat of the very smallest talk, then helps t...
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I think it frets the saints in heaven to see
How many desolate creatures on the earth
Have lea...
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What is genius but the power of expressing a new individuality?
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Since when was genius found respectable?
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What monster have we here? A great Deed at this hour of day? A great just deed -- and not for pay? A...
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This race is never grateful: from the first, One fills their cup at supper with pure wine, Which bac...
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The beauty seems right By force of beauty, and the feeble wrong Because of weakness.
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And lilies white, prepared to touch The whitest thought, nor soil it much, Of dreamer turned t...
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And friends, dear friends,--when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me, And gone my...
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Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God; And only he who sees takes ...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
Of all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar, Along the Psalmist's music d...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole li...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
Brazen helm of daffodillies, With a glitter toward the light. Purple violets for the mouth, ...
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At painful times, when composition is impossible and reading is not enough, grammars and dictionari...
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First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever si...
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Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
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I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
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An ignorance of means may minister to greatness, but an ignorance of aims make it impossible to be g...
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A woman is always younger than a man at equal years.
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But the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath!
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Light tomorrow with today!
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"For if I wait," said she, "Till time for roses be,-- For the moss-rose and the musk-rose, ...
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Sleep on, Baby, on the floor, Tired of all the playing, Sleep with smile the sweeter for ...
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World's use is cold, world's love is vain, World's cruelty is bitter bane; But pain is not the...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
Earth's crammed with Heaven. And every common bush afire with God. But only he who sees, takes off h...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING