But Be Careful; Sand Is Already Broken But Glass Breaks. The Shoes Are For Dancing, Not Running Away.
Under The Pink Harlequin Sunglasses Strawberry Dangling Charms, And Sugar-frosted Eyeshadow She Was Really Almost Beautiful.
The World Of Imagination Is The World Of Eternity. It Is The Divine Bosom Into Which We Shall All Go After The Death Of The Vegetated [i.e. Mortal] Body. This World Of Imagination Is Infinite And Eternal, Whereas The World Of Generation Is Finite And Temporal. There Exist In That Eternal World The Eternal Realities Of Everything Which We See Reflected In This Vegetable Glass Of Nature.
I Must Have Something To Engross My Thoughts, Some Object In Life Which Will Fill This Vacuum, And Prevent This Sad Wearing Away Of The Heart.
There Is An Eternal Humanity That Crosses Through All People, And It's More Interesting Often When It's About Struggle - Not People With Champagne Glasses.
Debt, N. An Ingenious Substitute For The Chain And Whip Of The Slave-driver. As, Pent In An Aquarium, The Troutlet Swims Round And Round His Tank To Find An Outlet, Pressing His Nose Against The Glass That Holds Him, Nor Ever Sees The Prison That Enfolds Him; So The Poor Debtor, Seeing Naught Around Him, Yet Feels The Narrow Limits That Impound Him, Grieves At His Debt And Studies To Evade It, And Finds At Last He Might As Well Have Paid It.
Uggs. I Think They're Ugly. And I Think Big Sunglasses Are Kind Of Overrated. I Like Big Sunglasses But Not Those Huge, Round Ones.
I Planted My Self In The Middle Of A Great Many Glasses Full Of Dew, Tied Fast About Me, Upon Which The Sun So Violently Darted His Rays, That The Heat, Which Attracted Them, As It Does The Thickest Clouds, Carried Me Up So High, That At Length I Found My Self Above The Middle Region Of The Air.
When We Set Goals, We Are In Command. Clearly Understood Goals Bring Our Lives Into Focus Just As A Magnifying Glass Focuses A Beam Of Light Into A Burning Point. Without Goals Our Efforts May Be Scattered And Unproductive
