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moan

«Nothing begins and nothing ends That is not paid with moan; For we are born in other's pain, And perish in our own»
Author: Francis Thompson (Poet, Writer) | Keywords: moan, moaning, moans, perish
«Brad [Pitt], poor geezer, was blown up, thrown around, burned, slapped, frozen. But never a moan or a whine. Now that's what I call a real star.»
«Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin .. it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring»
«It is restful, tragedy, because one knows that there is no more lousy hope left. You know you're caught, caught at last like a rat with all the world on its back. And the only thing left to do is shout -- not moan, or complain, but yell out at the top of your voice whatever it was you had to say. What you've never said before. What perhaps you don't even know till now.»
«Men never moan over the opportunities lost to do good, only the opportunities to be bad»
Author: Greek proverb | Keywords: moan, moaning, moans
«She looked at me as she did love, / And made sweet moan.»
Author: John Keats (Poet) | Keywords: moan, moaning, moans
«When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight: Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.»