Quotes About Long

Well, then, go you into hell? BEATRICE No, but to the gate; and there will the devil meet me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head, and say 'Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to heaven; here's no place for you maids:' so deliver I up my apes, and away to Saint Peter for the heavens; he shows me where the bachelors sit, and there live we as merry as the day is long.

The devil take order! I'll to the throng: Let life be short, else shame will be too long.

O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!

Cromwell's imperious words to the Long Parliament: "You have sat too long here for any good you have been doing. Depart, I say, and let us have done with you. In the name of God, go!

his sermons go on so long that some of the time you feel like begging, "Take me now, Jesus," 'bout halfway through 'em.

Love everywhere, and none for me.

the formal Master/sub union of Master Cameron and Jess. The ceremony will be brief. Hopefully, their union will be long and happy." She stepped from between Cameron and Jess and turned to face them. "The ceremony has two parts. First, the claiming mark, and then the vows.

I don't wanna need you because I can't have you.

As a work of art, it reminds me of a long conversation between two drunks

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Your life is like a little flute complaining A long way off, beyond the willow trees: A long way off, and nothing left remaining But memory of a music on the breeze.

It was all so long ago and Stalin doesn't matter any more. Stalin lost his chic before you were born. Sex is always chic.

Life is short, the art long, opportunity fleeting, experiment treacherous, judgment difficult.

Ars longa, vita brevis, occasio praeceps, experimentum periculosum, iudicium difficile. Life is short, [the] art long, opportunity fleeting, experiment dangerous, judgment difficult.

Life is short, art long, opportunity fleeting, experience treacherous, judgment difficult.

The life so short, the craft so long to learn.

I hope Cardan misses me. page 225

The flavor of that blood stayed with him through the long years of his service (...) by then he could no longer remember whose blood it was, only that he had grown used to the taste.

Her fingers are as long as flower stalks, her limbs as spindly as sticks of birch. Weed-like strands of black straight hair hang over her mushroom-pale face, half-hiding tiny eyes that gleam with malice.

He lives not long who battles with the immortals, nor do his children prattle about his knees when he has come back from battle and the dread conflict.

There is no reason to blame the Trojans and the well-greaved Achaeans that for such a woman [Helen] they long suffer woes.

If God had a supervisor, she would have sent off one of her famous letters of complaint a long time ago. "You have lost me as a customer.

One day when the planet was idly pressing stegosaurs in her scrapbook, she threw out a whole plateau of souvenirs from the Ordivician, on impulse. She'd long since run out of places to put things.

Lately I've been falling asleep listening to 'Common One' by Van Morrison, specifically the song 'Summertime in England.' It's 15 minutes long, so to make it through the entire song is a real task unto itself, but Van has that emotional payoff that makes even his most tiresome songs more powerful than most people's entire catalog.