Tylko u nas znajdziesz tak wiele cytatów w języku angielskim
posegregowanych alfabetycznie.Nasza baza cytatów angielskich jako jedyna
w sieci liczy ponad 10 000 najlepszych cytatów.Zapraszamy do korzystania
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The end excuses any evil.
The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization.
The end result of kindness is that it draws people to you.
The ends must justify the means.
The enemy is anybody who's going to get you killed, no matter which side he's on.
The engineer is the key figure in the material progress of the world. It is his engineering that makes a reality of the potential value of science by translating scientific knowledge into tools, resources, energy and labor to bring them into the service o
The English have no respect for their language, and will not teach their children to speak it.
The enthusiasm of a woman's love is even beyond the biographer's.
The essence of all jokes, of all comedy, seems to be an honest or well intended halfness; a non performance of that which is pretended to be performed, at the same time that one is giving loud pledges of performance. The balking of the intellect, is comed
The essence of independence has been to think and act according to standards from within, not without. Inevitably anyone with an independent mind must become "one who resists or opposes authority or established conventions": a rebel. If enough people come
The eternal silence of these infinite spaces fills me with dread.
The evil implanted in man by nature spreads so imperceptibly, when the habit of wrong-doing is unchecked, that he himself can set no limit to his shamelessness.
The evil of the world is made possible by nothing but the sanction you give it.
The evil that we know is best.
The excellence of a gift lies in its appropriateness rather than in its value.
The experience of this sweet life.
L'esperienza de questa dolce vita.
The face is not a secondary billboard for our internal feelings. It is an equal partner in the emotional process.
The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart.
The fact is that my native land is a prey to barbarism, that in it men's only God is their belly, that they live only for the present, and that the richer a man is the holier he is held to be.
The fact is, it seems, that the most you can hope is to be a little less, in the end, the creature you were in the beginning, and the middle.