wishes

A Quote by François Marie Arouet Voltaire on wishes

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Man is free at the moment he wishes to be.

Voltaire (1694 - 1778)

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A Quote by Vivien Leigh on death, effort, and wishes

Tired of all her efforts at Tara, Scarlett wishes to escape too: "I do want to escape too! I'm so very tired of it all!. . . The South is dead, it's dead, the Yankees and the carpetbaggers have got it and there's nothing left for us."

Vivien Leigh (1913 - 1967)

Source: As Scarlett O'Hara in Gone With The Wind, 1939 — based on Margaret Mitchell's novel

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A Quote by Foundation for Inner Peace on god, learning, teaching, wishes, and worth

Your worth is not established by teaching or learning. Your worth is established by God. Nothing you do or think or wish or make is necessary to establish your worth

Foundation for Inner Peace

Source: A Course in Miracles

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A Quote by unknown on home, husbands, motherhood, and wishes

Her husband wishes she were his mother, so he could run away from home.

unknown

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A Quote by unknown on charity, death, god, improvement, justice, love, songs, and wishes

If we could know Which of us, beloved, would be first to go, Who would be first to break the swelling tide, And step alone upon the other side- If we could know! If it were you, Should I walk softly, keeping death in view? Should I my love to you more oft express? Or should I grieve you, beloved, any less- If it were you! If it were I, Should I improve the moments slipping by! Should I more closely follow God's great plan, Be filled with sweeter charity to man- If it were I! If we could know! We cannot, beloved, end 'tis better so. I should forget, just as I do today, And walk along the same old stumbling way lf I could know. I would not know Which of us, beloved, will be the first to go, I only wish the space may not be long Between the parting and the greeting song; But when, or where, or how we're called to go - I would not know.

unknown

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A Quote by unknown on death, grace, journeys, joy, love, plants, prayer, sons, sorrow, and wishes

Shamrock of foliage, Shamrock of entwining, Shamrock of the prayer, Shamrock of my love. Shamrock of my sorrow, Plant of Patrick of the virtues, Shamrock of the Son of Mary, Journey's end of the peoples. Shamrock of grace, Of joy, of the tombs, It were my wish in death You should grow on my grave.

unknown

Source: Translated by Alexander Charmichael

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A Quote by unknown on company and wishes

Are you fit company for the person you wish to become?

unknown

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A Quote by unknown on best friend, bitterness, blindness, chance, children, day, defense, dependence, effort, failure, family, friendship, funny, good, gossip, happiness, heart, ideas, justice, laughter, life, love, mortality, pain, quiet, schools, shyne

Life wounds all of us. At best there is sorrow enough to go round. Yet because the deepest wounds are those of the soul and hidden to mortal sight, we keep hurting each other day by day, inflicting wounds that time mercifully scars over. But the scars remain, ready at a touch to throb angrily and ache again with the old gnawing wild pain. You remember that day in school when the teacher laughed? You were only a little fellow, shy and silent, sitting in the shadow of the big boys, wistfully looking toward the day when you would shine as they did. That day you were sure your chance had come. You were sure that you had just what the teacher wanted on the tip of your tongue, and you jumped up and shouted it out loudly and eagerly, triumphantly - and you were very, very wrong. There followed a flash of astonishment, an instant of dreadful silence, and then the room rang with mirth. You heard only the teacher's laughter, and it drowned your heart. Many years have gone over head since that day, but the sight of a little lad trudging along to school brings it back, and the old pain stirs and beats against the scar. You cover it over, hush it to quiet once more with a smile. "I must have been funny. She couldn't help it." But you wish she had. And there was that time when your best friend failed you. When the loose-tongued gossips started the damaging story and he was pressed for a single word in your defense, he said, "Oh, he's all right. Of course, he's all right, but I don't want to get mixed up in this thing. Can't afford it. Have to think of my own name and my own family, you understand. Good fellow, but I have to keep out of this." You felt forsaken. For weeks and weeks you carried the pain in your heart. The story was bad enough but would right itself. The idea that he should fail you, that he had not, rushed to your side at the first hint of trouble was bad enough, was unbearable. He came back again after it was all over, but the sight of him renewed the ache in your breast and the throb of pain in your throat. The scar was thin, and the hurt beneath it quivered. We all bear scars. Life is a struggle, and hurts must come. But why the unnecessary ones? Why hurt the souls of little children? Why say things to them that they must remember with pain all their lives? Why say the smart, tart thing that goes straight to the heart of someone we love because we would relieve ourselves of the day's tension and throw off a grain of the soul's bitterness? Who are we to inflict wounds and suffering and scars on those about us? Staggering, blind mortals, groping our way from somewhere "here" to somewhere "there" conscious of little but the effort to stay "here" a little longer! It behooves us to travel softly, regardful of one another's happiness, particularly where our path crosses that of those dependent upon us for comfort or enters into the heart of little children.

unknown

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A Quote by unknown on good, present, and wishes

Dear Lord, the gods have been good to me. As an offering, I present these milk and cookies. If you wish me to eat them instead, please give me no sign whatsoever. . . . Thy will be done. (munch, munch, munch)

unknown

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A Quote by unknown on death, departure, earth, heart, hope, life, needs, patience, service, sorrow, and wishes

If none were sick and none were sad, What service could we render? I think if we were always glad, We scarcely could be tender. Did our beloved never need Our patient ministration, Earth would grow cold and miss indeed Its sweet consolation. If sorrow never claimed our heart, And every wish were granted, Patience would die, and hope depart. Life would be disenchanted.

unknown

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