Quotes About Long

Life is short, but it's long enough to ruin any man who wants to be ruined.

If addiction is judged by how long a dumb animal will sit pressing a lever to get a 'fix' of something, to its own detriment, then I would conclude that netnews is far more addictive than cocaine.

sombrero and carried a long breech-loading Springfield musket, and as Custer wrote in My Life on the Plains, he always rode a mule "in whose speed and

In the last, lorn fight 'gainst the fall of long night, the mountains stand guard, and dead shall be ward, for the grave is no bar to my call.

In the last, lorn fight 'gainst the fall of long night, the mountains stand guard, and the dead shall be ward, for the grave is no bar to my call.

Now tell me, Loial. What do you know of Be'lal. And briefly, for once. I want your long memory, not your long wind.

Only a few of the wounded would be here, of course. They would have been coming as they could throughout the day, leaving as and when they could. If they could. None of the dead would be here. Only a battle lost is sadder than a battle won. He seemed to remember saying that before, long ago. Perhaps he had read it.

Red hair is my life long sorrow.

His face just looks like one of those long, narrow stones in the graveyard, doesn't it? 'Sacred to the memory' ought to be written on his forehead.

Decency's a dull dog," retorted Aunt Becky. "I parted company with it long ago.

It was nearly as long as a minister's and so poetical.

Always liked Lombardies," said Captain Jim, waving a long arm at them. "They're the trees of princesses.

Franklin can see you. How long has she been missing?" "Four days." It felt like forever.

First loves were powerful and private, and they stayed with you a very long time. A lifetime. You could love your current partner more than anyone else on earth, but there would always be a small, intimate piece of your heart tucked away for the person you loved first.

I hate winter. I've lived in Syracuse my whole life and I hate winter. It starts too early and ends too late. No one likes it.

I think not. I find short hair too much fuss, always needing combing and cutting. Long hair is much easier, oddly enough." There

[It] is the little causes, long continued, which are considered as bringing about the greatest changes of the earth.

it smelled the way a garage would smell if you left a bear inside it for too long.

I hold my madness like a sword and plunge it in your body all night long;

She would have given anything, any number of days of her life, just to hear Sarah call her "Little Miss Shoe.

Don't fall. It seems we've struggled for so long. We've trampled on the backs of apes to clutch the muddied hems of angels.

We've had a long time to get used to the screams. Just as our civilizations expansion is marked by a widening circle of genocide, so too forests and all of their inhabitants precede us. Deserts dog our heels.

The trees kept coming into my dreams at night, too, with their long swags of shadow changing the landscape of the bedroom wall.

Il tempo non è abbastanza lungo! [...] Non è abbastanza lungo per una vita che faccia dimenticare le sue notti.»