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"God pardons like a mother, who kisses the offense into everlasting forgiveness." Beecher, Henry Ward | Forgiveness | 3 bookmarks
"God pardons like a mother, who kisses the offense into everlasting forgiveness."
Beecher, Henry Ward | Forgiveness | 3 bookmarks
"Skill in the art of communication is crucial to a leader's success. He can accomplish nothing unless he can communicate effectively." Allen, Norman | Leaders and Leadership | 6 bookmarks
"Skill in the art of communication is crucial to a leader's success. He can accomplish nothing unless he can communicate effectively."
Allen, Norman | Leaders and Leadership | 6 bookmarks
"Our emotions are only incidents in the effort to keep day and night together." Eliot, T. S. | Emotions | 4 bookmarks
"Our emotions are only incidents in the effort to keep day and night together."
Eliot, T. S. | Emotions | 4 bookmarks
"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons." Eliot, T. S. | Futility | 5 bookmarks
"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons."
Eliot, T. S. | Futility | 5 bookmarks
"The dream crossed twilight between birth and dying." Eliot, T. S. | Life and Living | 4 bookmarks
"The dream crossed twilight between birth and dying."
Eliot, T. S. | Life and Living | 4 bookmarks
"A play should give you something to think about. When I see a play and understand it the first time, then I know it can't be much good." Eliot, T. S. | Plays | 3 bookmarks
"A play should give you something to think about. When I see a play and understand it the first time, then I know it can't be much good."
Eliot, T. S. | Plays | 3 bookmarks
"It seems just possible that a poem might happen to a very young man: but a poem is not poetry --That is a life." Eliot, T. S. | Poetry and Poets | 1 bookmarks
"It seems just possible that a poem might happen to a very young man: but a poem is not poetry --That is a life."
Eliot, T. S. | Poetry and Poets | 1 bookmarks
"Footfalls echo in the memory down the passage which we did not take towards the door we never opened into the rose-garden." Eliot, T. S. | Regret | 4 bookmarks
"Footfalls echo in the memory down the passage which we did not take towards the door we never opened into the rose-garden."
Eliot, T. S. | Regret | 4 bookmarks
"April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain." Eliot, T. S. | Spring | 1 bookmarks
"April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain."
Eliot, T. S. | Spring | 1 bookmarks
"In the room the women come and go talking of Michelangelo." Eliot, T. S. | Culture | 3 bookmarks
"In the room the women come and go talking of Michelangelo."
Eliot, T. S. | Culture | 3 bookmarks
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