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«Morality comes with the sad wisdom of age, when the sense of curiosity has withered.»
Author: Graham Greene | Keywords: of age, The sense, withered
«My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.»
«The vine is dried up, and the fig tree languisheth; the pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all the trees of the field, are withered: because joy is withered away from the sons of men.»
«My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.»
Author: Bible | Keywords: smitten, withered
«When the boughs thereof are withered, they shall be broken off: the women come, and set them on fire: for it is a people of no understanding: therefore he that made them will not have mercy on them, and he that formed them will shew them no favour.»
Author: Bible | Keywords: boughs, withered
«When you look into my eyesAnd you see the crazy gypsy in my soulIt always comes as a surpriseWhen I feel my withered roots begin to growWell I never had a place that I could call my very ownThat's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home»
«Your old virginity is like one of our French withered pears: it looks ill, it eats dryly.»
«The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away»

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