Freddy Eynsford-Hill: [singing] I have often walked down this street before; but the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high, knowing I'm on the street where you live... Are there lilac trees in the heart ...
And while thou livest, dear Kate, take a fellow of plain and uncoined constancy; for he perforce must do thee right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other places: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that can rhyme themselves into ladies' fav...
Changing the game is a mindset.
With 'Game of Thrones,' there are no real limitations.
Life for me outweighs the game of basketball.
Hockey is a tough game.
Games have no other purpose than to please.
The integrity of the game is everything.
I love 'Game of Thrones.'
These humiliations are the essence of the game.
It isn't about being fair and equal. It's about the difference between right and wrong." He stared out at the bloody Elinarch. "And this was wrong.
Why must you speak your thoughts? Silence, if fair words stick in your throat, would serve all our ends better.
it is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair. At least, one eats better that way. And morality is more dependent on the state of one's stomach than of one's nation
Little Maiden Encounters Fear Deepest regions walked she there little maiden sweet and fair ventured far from the path never a whisper never a laugh...
I'm being fair, it was the best kiss of my life- a kiss that finds all your seams and pulls them apart, stitch by detail stitch.
The world isn't fair, Calvin." "I know Dad, but why isn't it ever unfair in my favor?
Belief isn't simply a thing for fair times and bright days, I think. What is belief - what is faith - if you don't continue in it after failure ?
Like most good looking women, she was never sure of her beauty, and had to keep checking on it, to make sure it was still there.
When I say to the Moment flying; 'Linger a while -- thou art so fair!' Then bind me in thy bonds undying, And my final ruin I will bear!
If I ask God to punish my enemy with vengeful prayers, then He is fair to allow the enemy to do the same for me.
Very possibly this was the night my white-knight complex, as Solange put it, would get me killed. Someone had better write a poem about it. It was only fair.
