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Out of many things a great heap will be formed.
[Lat., De multis grandis acervus erit.]
The word "dis-aster," in fact, means "bad star."
What's a dementor?"
I mean, I can't even. "Nora, you are no longer my sister."
"So it's some Harry Potter thing," she says.
For to a folysshe demaunde behoueth a folysshe ansuere.
Regardless of any title I'll ever hold, the most important job I'll ever have is spelled D-A-D.
Desription should be very brief and have an incidental nature.
I never break my journey at Deoli but i pass through as often as I can
Magnificent, magnificent desolation.
Lady Dedlock is always the same exhausted deity, surrounded by worshippers, and terribly liable to be bored to death, even while presiding at her own shrine.
Carpe Diam forever after.
The life of Dumas is not only a monument of endeavour and success, it is a sort of labyrinth as well. It abounds in pseudonyms and disguises, in sudden and unexpected appearances and retreats as unexpected and sudden, in scandals and in rumours, in mysteries and traps and ambuscades of every kind.
Deb shoots Deano a hard look and grits her teeth so hard she snaps the end of her cigar which flies out the window.
Mac orders, "Deb, stop!"
Deb says, "It's just a scratch. I'll worry about it later.
No one can depict desolation who hasn't inhabited desolation and observed it very closely. Things condemned have a terrible beauty.
One night is awaiting us all, and the way of death must be trodden once.
[Lat., Omnes una manet nox,
Et calcanda semel via leti.]
Wherever there is degeneration and apathy, there also is sexual perversion, cold depravity, miscarriage, premature old age, grumbling youth, there is a decline in the arts, indifference to science, and injustice in all its forms.
Smooth words in place of gifts.
[Lat., Dicta docta pro datis.]
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In this chapter, we'll be exploring the connection between D/s and religion, and discussing any significance that the link might have for you.
Diogenes, filthily attired, paced across the splendid carpets in Plato's dwelling. Thus, said he, do I trample on the pride of Plato. Yes, Plato replied, but only with another kind of pride.
Ex hoc momento pendet aeternites.
(Eternity hangs from this moment.)
Dyspepsy is the ruin of most things: empires, expeditions, and everything else.
Onde you bid farewell to discipline you day goodbye to success
I that in heill wes and gladnes Am trublit now with gret seiknes And feblit with infermite: Timor Mortis conturbat me.* * Fear of Death troubles me.
Semmelweis reflex. They
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La tristesse durera toujours.
[The sadness will last forever.]
Dejardins was so stunned, he momentarily forgot how to speak English. Ce n'est pas possible. On ne pourrait pas-
Highly secretive, L'Occhio di Dio is an elite group of assassins with only one goal - the total destruction of all Prodigium.
"Well, that's nice," I murmured to myself.
To deschool means to abolish the power of one person to oblige another.
What Degas called 'a way of seeing' must consequently bear a wide enough interpretation to include way of being, power, knowledge, and will.
A deist is an atheist with an eye cocked for the off-chance of some advantage.
Deos fortioribus adesse. The gods support those who are stronger.
DNCE is "dance without the a." It's not a perfect word, and you don't always have to be a perfect dancer to dance. Life is just sometimes not perfect.
Each of us is several, is many,is a profusion of selves. So that the self who disdains his surroundings is not the same as the self who suffers or takes joy in them. In the vast colony of our being there are many species of people who think and feel in different ways. Livro Do Desassossego
A dehoy who was terribly hobble,
Cast only stones that were cobble
And bats that were ding,
From a shot that was sling,
But never hit inks that were bobble.
Deficiencies in individuals, as in States, have their value and import. Indeed, that sublime impulse of perfectibility, always vivacious, always working under various forms and with one underlying purpose, would be futile without them, and fatuous.
A noble pair of brothers.
[Lat., Par nobile fratum.]
Mortui vivis docent - the dead teach the living.
From no place can you exclude the fates.
[Lat., Nullo fata loco possis excludere.]
Homo Creator's testimony to the sound construction and fine finish of Deus Creatus. A popular form of abjection, having an element of pride.
F***ing triffids.
Death in the Clouds The
The score of Pelleas and Melisande by Debussy, heralds that which will lift man from the earthly to the celestial, from the mortal to the immortal. Once again the ways of the artist and healer are merging.
The name of the Slough was Despond.
Is demum miser est, cuius nobilitas miserias nobilitat. Unhappy is he whose fame makes his misfortunes famous. Lucius Accius, Telephus
Malady of mortality
Concerning the dead nothing but good shall be spoken.
[Lat., De mortuis nil nisi bonum.]
Amor deliria nervosa. The deadliest of all deadly things.
The daguerreotype is not merely an instrument which serves to draw Nature; on the contrary it is a chemical and physical process which gives her the power to reproduce herself.
Each morning, before Jackie started her studies, she wrote on a clean piece of paper: Tarde venientibus ossa.
To the latecomers are left the bones.
Quos vilt perdere dementat' Whome the gods wish to destroy, they first drive made (Latin).
To live coram Deo is to live one's entire life in the presence of God, under the authority of God, to the glory of God.
Death frames our joys,
We, her children, are heroic, dersperate.
The automatic use of Du, even to strangers if they were friends of friends, was very surprising. Sie, it seemed, meant relegation to the outer darkness and people had been known to fight with swords about the matter.
By undue profundity, we perplex and enfeeble thought; and it is possible to make even Venus herself vanish from the firmament by a scrutiny too sustained, too concentrated, or too direct.
The Murders in the Rue Morgue
I have lost my oil and my labor. (Labored in vain.)
[Lat., Oleum et operam perdidi.]
If anything affects your eye, you hasten to have it removed; if anything affects your mind, you postpone the cure for a year.
[Lat., Quae laedunt oculum festinas demere; si quid
Est animum, differs curandi tempus in annum.]
Quis costodiet ipsos custodies? (Who will watch the watchers?)
Parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus.
(Mountains are in labour, a ridiculous mouse will be born)
The obese is in a total delirium. For he is not only large, of a size opposed to normal morphology: he is larger than large. He no longer makes sense in some distinctive opposition, but in his excess, his redundancy.
Precipitous creature,' Kruppe muttered, reaching for the mug of wine the man had left behind. 'Ah, look at this,' he said, frowning up at Crokus, 'nigh two-thirds full. A potential waste!' Kruppe drank it down in one swift gulp, then sighed. 'Said potential averted, Dessembrae be praised.
D'Artagnan is right," said Athos. "Behold our three leaves of absence, which come from M. de Treville; and here are three hundred pistoles, which come from I know not where. Let us go and be killed where we are told to go. Is life worth so many questions? D'Artagnan, I am ready to follow you.
The ferocity of Santiago Nasar's fate, which had collected twenty years of happiness from him not only with his death but also with the dismemberment of his body and its dispersion and extermination.
Non apibus dubitandem est.
(You never can tell with bees.)
~ Winnie ille Pu
The sunlight, penetrating the gaps in the tall trees, plays chess on the gravestones, shifting slowly and thoughtfully across the worn old stones. The wind, like a hundred violins, plays perpetually in the topmost branches of the deodars.
In moments of despair, we look on ourselves lead-enly as objects; we see ourselves, our lives, as someone else might see them and may even be driven to kill ourselves if the separation, the "knowledge," seems sufficiently final.
The doings of men, their prayers, fear, wrath, pleasure, delights, and recreations, are the subject of this book.
[Lat., Quicquid agunt homines, votum, timor, ira, voluptas, gaudia, discursus, nostri est farrago libelli.]
His mouth came to hers suddenly, hovering above those thirsting lips as he drilled her with the intensity of his mercury gaze.
"Neliss ... " he murmured, reverting to the elegance of their ancient language. "Neliss ent desita."
Beauty of the ages.
Wat's tes-tees?" inquired a small voice. Jemmy had abandoned his rocks and was looking up at me in profound interest. "Er ... " I said. I glanced round the room in search of aid. "That's Latin for your balls, lad," Roger said gravely, suppressing a grin.
Greater dooms win greater destinies.
De object wuz tuh git dere. So Ah got up on de high stool lak she told me, but Pheoby, Ah done nearly languished tuh death up dere.
Diffidence may check resolution and obstruct performance, but compensates its embarrassments by more important advantages; it conciliates the proud, and softens the severe; averts envy from excellence, and censure from miscarriage.
And that was you?" Dee breathed, looking from Marethyu to Abraham. "I thought I was working for Isis and Osiris."
Death's blue eyes crinkled. "You are, but sometimes you-and they-are working for me.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
[Lat., Factis ignoscite nostris
Si scelus ingenio scitis abesse meo.]
Thanks are justly due for things got without purchase.
[Lat., Gratia pro rebus merito debetur inemtis.]
Welcome to Dauntless
No effete dauber M.
The diseases of the mind are more and more destructive than those of the body.
[Lat., Morbi perniciores pluresque animi quam corporis.]
You know what they say: It's better to have dyspareuned than never to have pareuned at all.
Dyspepsia is responsible for many a reputation for romantic melancholy or ungovernable rages.
I am Diogenes the Dog. I nuzzle the kind, bark at the greedy and bite scoundrels.
For Debussy the musician and the man I have had profound admiration, but by nature I'm different from him. I think I have always personally followed a direction opposed to that of the symbolism of Debussy.
Busy idleness urges us on.
[Lat., Strenua nos exercet inertia.]
Pryde will have a fall;For pryde goeth before and shame commeth after.
I will say it here on louder, all people to can hear it. I "DeYtH Banger" - I have masturbating problem ): .
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
Genghises. Large, angry Genghises.
The death of each days life
When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead: Lastly, safely buryed.
School presents daily exercises in dis-association. It forces unwelcome associations on most of its prisoners. It sets petty, meaningless competitions in motion on a daily basis, pitting potential associates against one another in contests for praise and other worthless prizes.
In De Rerum Natura, Lucretius pointed out a very central truth concerning the examined life. That is, that the man of science who concerns himself solely with science, who cannot enjoy and be enriched by art, is a misshapen man. An incomplete man.
Their object is disunion.
True Devdas are Authors
The sick mind can not bear anything harsh.
[Lat., Mensque pati durum sustinet aegra nihil.]
The streets are empty. Wind skims the voids keeping neighbors apart, as if grazing the hollow of a cut reed, or say, a plundered mailbox. A familiar note is produced. It's the one Desolation plays to keep its instrument in tune.
We do not precisely enjoy liberty at the Figaro. M. de Latouche, our worthy director (ah! you should know the fellow), is always hanging over us, cutting, pruning, right or wrong, imposing upon us his whims, his aberrations, his fancies, and we have to write as he bids ...
Too great a display of delicacy can and does sometimes infringe upon de-cency.
DECALOGUE, n. A series of commandments, ten in number - just enough to permit an intelligent selection for observance, but not enough to embarrass the choice.
How do you want to die, Admiral? We are D'Angeline. At the hand of numbers, or dreams?