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My name may have buoyancy enough to float upon the sea of time.
My name may have buoyancy enough to float upon the sea of time.
Suburbia is where the developer bulldozes out the trees, then names the streets after them.
Suburbia is where the developer bulldozes out the trees, then names the streets after them.
I cannot say the crow is white,
But needs must call a spade a spade.
I cannot say the crow is white,
But needs must call a spade a spade.
Ah! replied my gentle fair,
Beloved, what are names but air?
Choose thou, whatever suits the line:
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Ah! replied my gentle fair,
Beloved, what are names but air?
Choose thou, whatever suits the line:
Call me Sappho, call me Chloris,
Call me Lalage, or Doris,
Only, only, call me thine.
Miss: A title with which we brand unmarried women to indicate that they are in the market. Miss, Misses (Mrs.) read more
Miss: A title with which we brand unmarried women to indicate that they are in the market. Miss, Misses (Mrs.) and Mister (Mr.) are the three most distinctly disagreeable words in the language, in sound and sense. Two are corruptions of Mistress, the other of Master. If we must have them, let us be consistent and give one to the unmarried man. I venture to suggest Mush, abbreviated to MH.
I sometimes think I was born to live up to my name. How could I be anything else but what read more
I sometimes think I was born to live up to my name. How could I be anything else but what I am having been named Madonna? I would either have ended up a nun or this.
In England, I'm a horror movie director. In Germany, I'm a filmmaker. In the United States, I'm a bum.
In England, I'm a horror movie director. In Germany, I'm a filmmaker. In the United States, I'm a bum.
Proper names are poetry in the raw. Like all poetry they are untranslatable.
Proper names are poetry in the raw. Like all poetry they are untranslatable.
"Whose name was writ in water!" What large laughter
Among the immortals when that word was brought!
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"Whose name was writ in water!" What large laughter
Among the immortals when that word was brought!
Then when his fiery spirit rose flaming after,
High toward the topmost heaven of heavens up-caught!
"All hail! our younger brother!" Shakespeare said,
And Dante nodded his imperial head.
