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“Every Harry Potter film features Lord Voldemort, who stereotypes evil. And movies that discriminate against evil have no place on campus, because evil has feelings, too. Terrorists cry during commercials and mad bombers enjoy long walks and campfires, too.”

Long Feelings Film Evil Enjoy Walks Lord Cry Mad Terrorist Features Harry Potter Stereotype Potters Campus Bombers Campfire Long Walks Lord Voldemort Harry Potter Film

Author:Jedediah Bila

“The blues? Why, the blues are a part of me. They're like a chant. The blues are like spirituals, almost sacred. When we sing blues, we're singing out our hearts, we're singing out our feelings. Maybe we're hurt and just can't answer back, then we sing or maybe even hum the blues. When I sing, 'I walk the floor, wring my hands and cry -- Yes, I walk the floor, wring my hands and cry,'... what I'm doing is letting my soul out.”

Heart Soul Feelings Hands Hurt Answers Walks Cry Singing Sacred My Soul

Author:Alberta Hunter

“Amid thy desert-walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries.”

Walks Cry Desert Echoes Tire

Book:Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith, Tobias Smollett, Samuel Johnson and William Shenstone

Source: Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith, Tobias Smollett, Samuel Johnson and William Shenstone

“And there I saw in the night the vision of a man....coming as it were from Ireland, with countless letters. And he gave me one of them, and I read the opening words of the letter, which were, The voice of the Irish...and as I read the beginning of the letter I thought that at the same moment I heard their voice - they were those beside the Wood of Voclut, which is near the Western Sea - and thus did they cry out as with one mouth: We ask thee, boy, come and walk among us once more.”

Men Moments Inspiration Night Faith Asks Voice Walks Vision Boys Saws Heard Sea Cry Mouths Letters Western Woods Opening Thee Ireland

Author:Saint Patrick

“Private courts, Gloomy as coffins, and unsightly lanes Thrilled by some female vendor's scream, belike The very shrillest of all London cries, May then entangle our impatient steps; Conducted through those labyrinths, unawares, To privileged regions and inviolate, Where from their airy lodges studious lawyers Look out on waters, walks, and gardens green.”

Source: Delphi Complete Works of William Wordsworth (Illustrated)

“We cannot know what John of Leyden felt Under the Bishop 's tongs - we can only Walk in temperate London, our educated city, Wishing to cry as freely as they did who died In the Age of Faith. We have our loneliness And our regret with which to build an eschatology.”

Knows Age Wish Felt Walks Cities Loneliness Cry Regret Died London Educated Bishops Eschatology

Book:A Porter Selected: Poems, 1959-1989

Source: A Porter Selected: Poems, 1959-1989

“There is no sin worse in life than being boring--and nothing worse than letting other people tell you what to do. I was one of the few heiresses to walk the runway as a model. A lot of people thought that was shocking. Why did I do it? Was it a desperate cry for attention, like the papers said? Hardly. It's not like I need any more attention. Did I do it for money? Of course not. Modeling doesn't pay that well, anyway, unless you're Gisele or Cindy Crawford, or, like Patti Hansen, you get to marry a rock star. I did it because it was fun.”

Source: Confessions of an Heiress: A Tongue-in-Chic Peek Behind the Pose

“Breathe when you breathe. Walk where you walk. Talk when you talk. Cry when you cry. Die when you die. Let go when you let go.”

Dies Walks Cry Letting Go Breathe

Author:Allen Ginsberg

“... every time I got disappointed I'd remember the Roseannadanna philosophy that says that you shouldn't cry over split milk 'cause if you spill some milk and instead of cleaning it up you just walk over it and start crying, they're gonna put you on lithium.”

Ifs Philosophy Remember Causes Walks Cry Over It Disappointed Milk Splits Cleaning Spills Lithium

Author:Gilda Radner

“However constant the visitations of sickness and bereavement, the fall of the year is most thickly strewn with the fall of human life. Everywhere the spirit of some sad power seems to direct the time; it hides from us the blue heavens, it makes the green wave turbid; it walks through the fields, and lays the damp ungathered harvest low; it cries out in the night wind and the shrill hail; it steals the summer bloom from the infant cheek; it makes old age shiver to the heart; it goes to the churchyard, and chooses many a grave.”

Source: Endeavors After the Christian Life: Discourses

“The point of women's liberation is not to stand at the door of the male world, beating our fists, and crying, 'Let me in, damn you, let me in!' The point is to walk away from the world and concentrate on creating a new woman.”

World Walks Doors Cry Creating Let Me Males Liberation Damn Fists Damn You

Author:Vivian Gornick

“A guy walks into a bar, orders a drink, sees a girl that catches his eye. Asks her if she wants another, they fall for each other and end up lovers. They laugh, cry, hold on tight and make it work for a little while, then one night her taillights fade out into the dark. And a guy walks into a bar”

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Author:Tyler Farr

“The bright, frosty day declined as they walked and spoke together. The sun dipped in the river far behind them, and the old city lay red before them, as their walk drew to a close. The moaning water cast its seaweed duskily at their feet, when they turned to leave its margin; and the rooks hovered above them with hoarse cries, darker splashes in the darkening air.”

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Book:The Mystery of Edwin Drood

Source: The Mystery of Edwin Drood

“The vulgar look upon a man, who is reckoned a fine speaker, as a phenomenon, a supernatural being, and endowed with some peculiargift of Heaven; they stare at him, if he walks in the park, and cry, that is he. You will, I am sure, view him in a juster light, and nulla formidine. You will consider him only as a man of good sense, who adorns common thoughts with the graces of elocution, and the elegancy of style. The miracle will then cease.”