We undress men and women, we don't dress them any more.
We undress men and women, we don't dress them any more.
I dress for women and I undress for men.
But I, when I undress me Each night, upon my knees Will ask the Lord to bless me With apple pie and cheese.
Her gentle limbs did she undress, And lay down in her loveliness.
Africa, help me to go home, carry me like an aged child in your arms. Undress me and wash me. Strip me of all of these garments, strip me as a man strips off dreams when the dawn comes....
I seem to hear Montaigne say I ... think an undress and old shoes that do not pinch my feet ... the most suitable.
All women's dresses, in every age and country, are merely variations on the eternal struggle between the admitted desire to dress and the un-admitted desire to undress
A silent man is easily reputed wise. A man who suffers none to see him in the common jostle and undress of life, easily gathers round him a mysterious veil of unknown sanctity, and men honor him for a saint. The unknown is always wonderful.
Love me, and never leave me, Love, nor ever deceive, And I shall always bless you If I may undress you.
Take life too seriously, and what is it worth If the morning wake us to no new joys, if the evening bring us not the hopes of new pleasures, is it worth while to dress and undress Does the sun shine on me today that I may reflect on yesterday That I may endeavor to foresee and control what can neither be foreseen nor controlled the destiny of tomorrow.
Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserved it is life's undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing room, from which we go forth to more careful and guarded intercourse, leaving behind . . . cast-off and everyday clothing.
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