I don't think I would have been able to stick with it and been proud of who I am and be feminine out on the court. I think I would have folded to the peer pressure if I didn't have my mom to encourage me to be me and be proud of how tall I am.
I don't think I would have been able to stick with it and been proud of who I am and be feminine out on the court. I think I would have folded to the peer pressure if I didn't have my mom to encourage me to be me and be proud of how tall I am.
Destiny stands by sarcastic with our dramatis personae folded in her hand.
And by the folded lawns all day -
No idle gods for such a land -
All active Love should take its way
With active Labour hand in hand.
My first course came and I put down my book, and I just happened to put up my hand to scratch my head and discovered that my toupee had been blown by the wind and was folded over backwards on the top of my head!
Swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail.
Maiden, and mistress of the months and stars; Now folded in the flowerless fields of heaven.
And the crimson pall of eve may fall
From the depth of Heaven above,
With wings folded I rest, on mine aery nest,
As still as a brooding dove.
It is humiliating to remain with our hands folded while others write history. It matters little who wins. To make a people great it is necessary to send them to battle even if you have to kick them in the pants. That is what I shall do.
I wrote for nearly six hours. When I stopped, the dark mood, as if by magic, had folded its cloak and gone away.
Of folded schedules had she many a one, Which she perused, sigh'd, tore, and gave the flood; Crack'd many a ring of posied gold and bone; Bidding them find their sepulchres in mud.
Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit, Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, The folded meaning of your words' deceit.
As perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain.
Out of the hitherwhere into the yon The land that the Lords love rests upon, Where one may rely on the friends he meets, And the smiles that greet him along the streets, Where the mother that left you years ago Will lift the hands that were folded so, And put them about you, with all the love And tenderness you are dreaming of. Out of the hitherwhere into the yon Where all the friends of your youth have gone Where the old schoolmate who laughed with you Will laugh again as he used to do, Running to meet you, with such a face As lights like a moon the wondrous place Where God is living, and glad to live Since He is the Master and may forgive. Out of the hitherwhere into the yon Stay the hopes we are leaning on You, Divine, with Your merciful eyes Looking down from far-away skies, Smile upon us and reach and take Our worn souls Home for the old homes sake Out of the hitherwhere into the yon.
The men and women cut their hair close round to the ears and eyes. The women, after the manner of the Parthians, cover their heads with a large white veil, folded together in the form of a crown.
I see the rainbow in the sky, the dew upon the grass I see them, and I ask not why they glimmer or they pass. With folded arms I linger not to call them back twere vain In this, or in some other spot, I know theyll shine again.
Cabbages, whose heads, tightly folded see and hear nothing of this world, dreaming only on the yellow and green magnificence that is hardening within them.
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