Every day, every birthday candle I blow out, every penny I throw over my shoulder in a wishing well, every time my daughter says "Let's make a wish on a star," there is one thing I wish for: wisdom.
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Once let the black man get upon his person the brass letters US, let him get an eagle on his button, and a musket on his shoulder, and bullets in his pocket, and there is no power on earth or under the earth which can deny that he has earned the right of citizenship in the United States.
frederick douglassThis is the ECW World Championship, and I will wear it proudly. [Points to the WWE Championship on his left shoulder] And look at this one—it spins!
rob van damAt eighteen the heart shoots like a pebble from a slingshot and the head doesn't sit on the shoulder.
nazim hikmetFor unto us a child is born, unto us a son isgiven: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful,Counseller,The mighty God, The everlasting Father,The Prince of Peace.Of the increase of his government and peace there shall be no end, uponthethrone of David, and uponhis kingdom, to order it, and to establish it with judgment and with justice from henceforth even for ever. The zeal of the L of hosts will perform this.
Bible (Old Testament)A political leader must keep looking over his shoulder all the time to see if the boys are still there. If they aren’t still there, he’s no longer a political leader.
bernard baruchThis picture will try to show the Nazism is a matter of mind, not geography, and that there are Nazis — and people of good will — in every country. The world can't spend its life looking over its shoulder and nursing hatreds. There would be no progress that way.
Marlon BrandoThe only other thing I've noticed is some kind of acute muscular spasm in my neck and left shoulder, and that's hardly entertaining, except maybe for the bit where the doctor rather brilliantly prescribed me diazepam so I necked some and walked very slowly around the Westfield shopping centre listening to Henry Mancini's Pink Panther theme on repeat on an MP3 player, smiling eerily at shoppers.
charlie brookerLike him in Æsop, he whipped his horses withal, and put his shoulder to the wheel.
robert burtonAnd it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat,Or the selfish hope of a season's fame,But his Captain's hand on his shoulder smote --'Play up! play up! and play the game!'
henry newboltPlease keep your hands downAnd stop raising your voiceIt's hardly what I'd be doing if you gave me a choiceIt's a simple suggestion an you give me some timeSo just say yes or noWhy can't you shoulder the blame?'Cause both my shoulders are heavyFrom the weight of us bothYou're a big boy now so let's not talk about growthYou've not heard a single word I have saidOh my god
snow patrol[As a screenwriter] I have a sense of exile from thought, a nostalgia of the quiet room and balanced mind. I am a writer, and there comes a time when that which I write has to belong to me, has to be written alone and in silence, with no one looking over my shoulder, no one telling me a better way to write it. It doesn't have to be great writing, it doesn't even have to be terribly good. It just has to be mine.
Raymond ChandlerDeath rides on my shoulder, death walks in my footsteps. I am death.
robert jordanThe reformer for whom the world is not good enough finds himself shoulder to shoulder with him that is not good enough for the world.
George Bernard ShawI'm reminded of the day my daughter came in, looked over my shoulder at some Perl 4 code, and said, 'What is that, swearing?
larry wallNobody grasped you by the shoulder while there was still time. Now the clay of which you were shaped has dried and hardened, and naught in you will ever awaken the sleeping musician, the poet, the astronomer that possibly inhabited you in the beginning.
There's a rainbow round my shoulder And a sky of blue above, Oh the sun shines bright, the world's all right `Cause I'm in love.
And the South Wind he was dressed With a ribbon round his breast That floated, flapped, and fluttered In a riotous unrest And a drapery of mist From the shoulder to the wrist Floating backward with the motion Of the waving hand he kissed.
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