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From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.


William Wordsworth

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WILLIAM WORDSWORTH One act of a kind deed is better than thousand words of knowledge.
LAILAH GIFTY AKITA From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,The place is dignified by the doer's deed.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,
The place is dignified by the doer's deed.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE One kind deed is more beautiful than a thousand good intentions.
MATSHONA DHLIWAYO One rare and exceptional deed is worth far more than a thousand commonplace ones.
SAINT IGNATIUS A thousand words will not leave so deep an impression as one deed.
HENRIK IBSEN A thousand words will not leave so deep an impression as one deed
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FREDERICK FARRAR One good deed dying tongueless slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages.
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FRANCIS BACON He just decided to withdraw his guilty plea and proceed with a jury on the guilt phase of the case.
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WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE I like to open for a band as it brings on sort of a challenge and it makes things more interesting. ...
KELLY JONES I'm fucking the grave, I thought, I'm bringing the dead back to life...
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CHRISTIAN NEVELL BOVEE Good men have the fewest fears. He has but one great fear who fears to do wrong; he has a thousand w...
CHRISTIAN NESTELL BOVEE What we need now are heroes and heroines, about a million of them, one brave deed is worth a thousan...
EDWARD ABBEY From William of Orange to William Pitt the younger there was but one man without whom English histor...
ALBERT BUSHNELL HART A thousand words leave not the same deep impression as does a single deed.
HENRIK IBSEN When you lose someone untimely; all left is never ending guilt, fear, and pain.
NIKITA DUDANI Dedication and enthusiams are the greatest rewards for learning
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EDWARD ABBEY Bhulaney ke liay bhi tujhy yaad tu kerna hoga,
Magar her yaad se hain wabasta teri hazaar baata...
HUSEYN RAZA Moods are the froth formed by a complex chemistry of thoughts, experiences, passions and fears.
AKRAM ABU HAMDAN we not only wish to be pleased, but to be pleased in that particular
way in which we have been ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH For whoever meditates a crime is guilty of the deed. [Lat., Nam scelus intra se tacitum qui cogita...
JUVENAL (DECIMUS JUNIUS JUVENAL) The pleasure or the benefit that the object of our deed derives from it is every now and then greate...
MOKOKOMA MOKHONOANA Despite what Wordsworth says about thoughts that 'lie too deep for tears', I think tears are...
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APURVA GAGLANI Nothing is either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
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C. JOYBELL C. I come from the liberal side of thinking: Better one guilty man should walk free than one innocent m...
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BIBLE To distract myself from thoughts of my father, i decided to check out the dead body.
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GENA SHOWALTER They looked at each other, baffled, in love and hate.
WILLIAM GOLDING Soft sweet memories haunting, Bring waking awareness to my soul, Bleed out upon this page, Thoughts ...
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ATMOSPHERE All believers are members of the same body and should be viewed and treated that way.
HENRY HON You can get a thousand no's from people, and only one "yes" from God.
TYLER PERRY One ever feels his twoness, -- an American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled striv...
W.E.B. DU BOIS An American, a Negro... two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivings; two warring ideals in o...
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GENA SHOWALTER Deepest place in my mind is my thinking and thoughts....Do not try to understand me...
Otherwis...
MARYUM AHSAM Sometimes thoughts, fears, or other people get too loud and we can’t hear ourselves.
DEMI LOVATO One ever feels his twoness-an American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivings...
W. E. B. DU BOIS One ever feels his twoness - an American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivin...
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MATTHEW AID Tangles of life: Things are busy, moments are time spent, goals are pathways, experience are shadows...
C. ANDREW Youth is a silly, vapid state, Old age with fears and ills is rife; This simple boon I beg of Fate -...
CAROLYN WELLS Youth is a silly, vapid state, Old age with fears and ills is rife; This simple boon I beg of Fate -...
CAROLYN WELLS I used to get out there and have a thousand swing thoughts. Now I try not to have any.
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FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE The thought manifests the word;
The word manifests the deed;
The deed develops into habit;...
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FREDRIK BACKMAN Closed eyes, heart not beating, but a living love.
AVIS COREA The walls of the Franciscan Church of the Assumption of the Holy Virgin Mary were ruined stucco chip...
ELIZABETH MCCRACKEN Writing may be either the record of a deed or a deed. It is nobler when it is a deed.
HENRY DAVID THOREAU from one thing, know ten thousand things
MIYAMOTO MUSASHI My surface is myself.
Under which
to witness, youth is
buried. Roots?
Everybody ...
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THOM GUNN Then, I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and l...
STEPHEN CHBOSKY You must save what you can of your life; you musn't lose it all simply because you've lost a part.
HENRY JAMES From word to deed is a great space.
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MOTHER ANGELICA Unsubscribe from should-a, would-a, could-a
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Elain offered a half smile. "I suppose that war m...
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ELIZABETH GILBERT I want to look into each one of those, and find out if there are other people whose names do not app...
JAMES DAROSS Chan Marshall has one of the most haunting, wrenching voices of any current singer, male or female.
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KATE ATKINSON No check, no stay this streamlet fears: How merrily it goes! 'Twill murmur on a thousand years...
WILLIAM III WILLIAM OF ORANGE Inscribe all human effort with one word, artistry's haunting curse, the Incomplete!
ROBERT BROWNING I am in Rome! Oft as the morning ray Visits these eyes, waking at once I cry, Whence this exc...
SAMUEL ROGERS The thought manifests as the word;
The word manifests as the deed;
The deed develops into ha...
BUDDHA Who fears not to do ill fears the name, And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.
SIR JOHN DENHAM To be alone with our thoughts is to be alone with our darkest fears.
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WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Rest and be thankful.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Sensations sweet,Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH How men livedEven next-door neighbors, as we say, yet stillStrangers, not knowing each the other's n...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH There is a comfort in the strength of love; 'Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The music in my heart I bore
Long after it was heard no more.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ...The happy Warrior... 'tis he whose law is reason; who depends upon that law as on the best of fri...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Tho...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime of someth...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
S...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Wisdom is oft-times nearer when we stoop
Than when we soar.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The best portion of a good man's life: his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep/ Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
T...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together . . . humble ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH And now I see with eye sereneThe very pulse of the machine.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Beloved Vale, I said, When I shall con those many records of my childish years
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Look for the stars, you'll say that there are none;
Look up a second time, and, one by one,
...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The silence that is in the starry sky,
The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollect...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH We have within ourselves
Enough to fill the present day with joy,
And overspread the future ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH She gave me eyes, she gave me ears;
And humble cares, and delicate fears;
A heart, the fount...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from th...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Sweet childish days, that were as long as twenty days are now
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH And mighty poets in their misery dead.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH By our own spirits are we deified:We Poets in our youth begin in gladness;But thereof come in the en...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH