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 painting has a life of its own. I try to let it come through.
The Paleolithic hunters who painted the unsurpassed animal murals on the ceiling of the cave at Altamira had only rudimentary tools. Art is older than production for use, and play older than work. Man was shaped less by what he had to do than by what he d
The palest ink is better than the best memory.
The particular human chain we're part of is central to our individual identity.
The partisan, when he is engaged in a dispute, cares nothing about the rights of the question, but is anxious only to convince his hearers of his own assertions.
The passions are the only orators that always persuade.
The passions often engender their contraries.
The past always looks better than it was; it's only pleasant because it isn't here.
The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future.
The past is certain, the future obscure.
The past is finished. There is nothing to b gained by going over it. Whatever it gave us in the experiences it brought us was something we had to know.
The past is not dead. In fact, it's not even past.
The past is the only dead thing that smells sweet.
The Past is to be respected and acknoledged, but not to be worshiped. It is our future in which we will find our greatness.
The past slips from our grasp. It leaves us only scattered things. The bond that united them eludes us. Our imagination usually fills in the void by making use of preconceived theories...Archaeology, then, does not supply us with certitudes, but rather wi
The past with its pleasures, its rewards, its foolishness, it punishments, is there for each of us forever, and it should be.
The path of precept is long, that of example short and effectual.
The path to our destination is not always a straight one. We go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. Maybe it doesn't matter which road we embark on. Maybe what matters is that we embark.
The paths of glory at least lead to the grave, but the paths of duty may not get you any where.
The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords, in such a just and charitable war.