#hares

All things share the same breath - the beast, the tree, the man... the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports. ↗

— Chief Seattle

#all things #beast #breath #life #man

Under no circumstances would it be right for me to go with MGM. Irene shares my opinion. ↗

— David O. Selznick

#go #irene #me #mgm #opinion

I thought the stock was a great buy. I think anybody that bought the stock in 1999 was - saw over the next couple of years a strong growth. During the year of 1999, I significantly increased my ownership of shares in the company. ↗

— Jeffrey Skilling

#bought #buy #company #couple #during

Quite frankly, Barack Obama knows what it's like to pay a mortgage and student loans. He knows what it's like to watch a beloved family member in a medical crisis and worry that treatment is out of reach. Barack Obama knows our struggles. And, my friends, he shares our values. ↗

— Ted Strickland

#barack obama #beloved #crisis #family #family member

I think it is more of an intuitive, circular kind of personality, for starters. And, as I say of horses, the secret to breeding great horses is the three B's: bones, brains, and balance. If you look at art, it shares some of the same qualities. ↗

— Alice Walton

#balance #bones #brains #breeding #circular

Rather than set aside daily time for prayer, I pray constantly and spontaneously about everything I encounter on a daily basis. When someone shares something with me, I'll often simply say, 'let's pray about this right now.' ↗

— Thomas Kinkade

#aside #basis #constantly #daily #daily basis

My father dealt in stocks and shares and my mother also had a lot of time on her hands. ↗

— Hermione Gingold

#dealt #father #had #hands #her

The world is now unipolar and contains o-nly o-ne superpower. Canada shares a continent with that superpower. ↗

— Stephen Harper

#contains #continent #now #shares #superpower

The pleasure of all reading is doubled when one lives with another who shares the same books. ↗

— Katherine Mansfield

#books #doubled #lives #pleasure #reading

Come, my child," I said, trying to lead her away. "Wish good-bye to the poor hare, and come and look for blackberries." "Good-bye, poor hare!" Sylvie obediently repeated, looking over her shoulder at it as we turned away. And then, all in a moment, her self-command gave way. Pulling her hand out of mine, she ran back to where the dead hare was lying, and flung herself down at its side in such an agony of grief as I could hardly have believed possible in so young a child. "Oh, my darling, my darling!" she moaned, over and over again. "And God meant your life to be so beautiful! ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#children-s-literature #death #dying #god #grief