Citas Sod

• Cálido sol de verano, brilla amablemente aquí. Cálido viento del sur, sopla suavemente aquí. Verde césped arriba, yace ligero, yace ligero. Buenas noches, querido corazón, Buenas noches, buenas noches.

  Mark Twain

  Romántico, Buenas Noches, Verano

  Mark Twain William Dean Howells, Albert Bigelow Paine (2014). "La Autobiografía de Mark Twain + 3 Biografías: 4 Mark Twain Biografías En 1 Libro: Chapters From My Autobiography By Mark Twain + My Mark Twain By William Dean Howells' + Mark Twain A Biography By Albert Bigelow Paine + The Boys' Life Of Mark Twain By Albert Bigelow Paine", p.1366, e-artnow

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• I took a day to search for God, And found Him not. But as I trod By rocky ledge, through woods untamed, Just where one scarlet lily flamed, I saw His foot print in the sod.

  Bliss Carman

  Feet, Untamed, Ledges

  Bliss Carman (1931). “Bliss Carman's Poems”, McClelland & Stewart

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• I do not call the sod under my feet my country; but language-religion-government-blood-identity in these makes men of one country.

  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

  País, Hombres, Sangre

  Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge, Kathleen Coburn, Bart Keith Winer, Carl Woodring (1990). "Obras completas de Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Table Talk (2 v.)", Fundación Bollingen

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• Malta is a sod of a place.

  David Niven

  Malta

  DAVID NIVEN (1972). “A BALLOON”

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• People think I'm a miserable sod but it's only because I get asked such bloody miserable questions.

  Nick Cave

  Thinking, People, Miserable

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• At the end of the Beatles, I really was done in for the first time in my life. Until then, I really was a kind of cocky sod.

  Paul McCartney

  Cocky, Done, Firsts

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• Cálido sol de verano, brilla amablemente aquí.

  Mark Twain

  Summer, Shining, Sun

  Mark Twain General Press (2016). "Las obras completas de Mark Twain: All 13 Novels, Short Stories, Poetry and Essays", p.3018, GENERAL PRESS.

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• Allah Akbar! and there is no god but God!

  William Ross Wallace

  Dios no existe

  "El Amin, The Faithful", as quoted in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations, p. 625-29, 1922.

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• Souls in heathen darkness lying, where no light has broken through, souls that Jesus bought by dying, whom his soul in travail knew.... Haste, o haste and spread the tidings, let no shore be left untrod, no lost brother's bitter chidings haunt us from the further sod; tell the heathen all the precious truths of God.

  Cecil Frances Alexander

  Jesus, Brother, Lying

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• A continent ages quickly once we come. The natives live in harmony with it. But the foreigner destroys, cuts down the trees, drains the water, so that the water supply is altered, and in a short time the soil, once the sod is turned under, is cropped out and, next, it starts to blow away as it has blown away in every old country and as I had seen it start to blow in Canada. The earth gets tired of being exploited.

  Ernest Hemingway

  Country, Tired, Cutting

  Ernest Hemingway (2014). “The Hemingway Collection”, p.3159, Simon and Schuster

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• Shut up, sod off, and let me in. (Fury)

  Sherrilyn Kenyon

  Shut Up, Let Me, Fury

  Sherrilyn Kenyon, J. R. Ward, Susan Squires, Dianna Love (2008). “Dead After Dark”, p.5, Macmillan

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• Careful, luv. I might be angry with you, but that doesn't mean I don't still want you. So if you do that again, I'll shag you right here, right now, and sod anyone who wants to watch

  Jeaniene Frost

  Mean, Want, Might

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• We may scavenge the dross of the nation, we may shudder past bloody sod,
  But we thrill to the new revelation that we are parts of God.

  Robert Haven Schauffler

  God, Past, Thrill

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• Me molestaba que la gente se metiera tanto con los Beatles. "Beatles, Beatles, Beatles". No es que no me guste hablar de ellos. Nunca he dejado de hablar de ellos. Es "Beatles esto, Beatles lo otro, Beatles, Beatles, Beatles, Beatles". Luego, al final, es como "Oh, a la mierda con los Beatles", ¿sabes?

  George Harrison

  Talking, People, Annoyed

  Entrevista con Selina Scott en West 57th Street, 12 de diciembre de 1987.

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• ¡Bosques primitivos! ¡Terrenos vírgenes! Que los sajones aún no han arrasado, ¡he aquí! cima sobre cima en escalinatas... ¡En escalinatas que llegan hasta Dios! Aquí somos libres como el mar o el viento, pues aquí están puestas las tiendas nevadas del tiempo, en almenas eternas contra la marcha de la mente sajona.

  Joaquín Miller

  Océano, viento, mar

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• We wove a web in childhood, A web of sunny air; We dug a spring in infancy Of water pure and fair; We sowed in youth a mustard seed, We cut an almond rod; We are now grown up to riper age— Are they withered in the sod?

  Charlotte Bronte

  Spring, Cutting, Air

  '19 December 1835'

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• But now I know that there is no killing A thing like Love, for it laughs at Death. There is no hushing, there is no stilling That which is part of your life and breath. You may bury it deep, and leave behind you The land, the people that knew your slain; It will push the sods from its grave, and find you On wastes of water or desert plain.

  Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  Love, Land, Water

  Ella Wheeler Wilcox (2016). “Complete Poetical Works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Delphi Classics)”, p.445, Delphi Classics

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• I think part of it has got to be compensation, yes, for the fact that when I was a kid, I wasn't particularly attractive. But at the same time I don't remember ever thinking, Oh, my God, I'm such a mess; I'm the ugliest sod in the class.

  George Michael

  Kids, Thinking, Class

  Fuente: www.interviewmagazine.com

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• No necesito gritar mi fe. Tres veces elocuentes son los árboles silenciosos y el verde césped que escucha; Silenciosas son las estrellas, cuyo poder nunca se agota; Las colinas son mudas: sin embargo, ¡cómo hablan de Dios!

  Charles Hanson Towne

  Stars, Tree, Listening

  Charles Hanson Towne, “Silence”

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• Michael Jackson interpreta muy bien al cachorro herido. "Debo ser el hombre más solitario del mundo". Bueno, no eres un hombre. Y la soledad es autoinfligida, así que vete a la mierda, patético proxeneta pueril. Me pregunto de qué color será su pito.

  John Lydon

  Loneliness, Men, Self

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• In this vivid depiction of the wiseguys and poor sods who drift through his flawed hero's bar, Con Lehane also shows us their modest hopes and dreams . . . There are no easy solutions in McNulty's world.

  Margaret Maron

  Dream, Hero, Bars

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• For 'tis green, green, green, where the ruined towers are gray, And it's green, green, green, all the happy night and day; Green of leaf and green of sod, green of ivy on the wall, And the blessed Irish shamrock with the fairest green of all.

  Mary Elizabeth McGrath Blake

  Wall, Spring, Blessed

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• Usted pregunta si no hay una doctrina del dolor en mi filosofía. Del dolor agudo supongo que sé comparativamente poco. Mis penas más tristes y genuinas no suelen ser más que lamentos pasajeros. El lugar de la pena lo ocupa, tal vez, una cierta indiferencia dura y proporcionalmente estéril. Soy pariente del césped, y participo de su aburrida paciencia, esperando en invierno el sol de la primavera.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Patience, Regret, Philosophy

  Henry David Thoreau (2012). “The Portable Thoreau”, p.359, Penguin

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• Irlanda, señor, para bien o para mal, no se parece a ningún otro lugar bajo el cielo, y ningún hombre puede tocar su césped o respirar su aire sin volverse mejor o peor.

  George Bernard Shaw

  Hombres, Aire, Mejorar

  George Bernard Shaw (2004). "La otra isla de John Bull", p.158, 1st World Publishing

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• ¡Winston Gallagher!" Dije, reconociendo al primer fantasma que había visto. Entonces entrecerré los ojos y me cubrí la entrepierna con la mano al ver que Winston me miraba fijamente. "Ni se te ocurra volver a tocarme las bragas". "¿Esto es la mierda? Ven aquí pequeño despreciable..." "¡Huesos no!" Le interrumpí. Se detuvo, dándole una última mirada mientras murmuraba TÚ. YO. EXORCISTA. antes de volver a mi lado.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Ojos, Pensamiento, Manos

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