Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, are all very good words for the lips.
– Charles ens
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- I like Mr. ????ens’ books much better than yours, Papa. Said one of Thackeray’s daughters. – David Markson
- To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart. – Charles ens
- The Sleepin’ Fox Catches No Poultry. – PJ Parker
- The power of words is in the works of words. People are much more bonded by the works of words than words. The work of words is the trigger of words. – Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
- The sacred gift of parenthood is inscribe in the universal words -˜Papa’ and -˜Mama’. – Lailah Gifty Akita
- A man reading the ????ens novel wished that it might never end. Men read a ????ens story six times because they knew it so well. – GK Chesterton
- Furious and wild with fear, the potatoes flailed the air with their leaves and stamped their roots, but obviously this got them nowhere. – Stanisaw Lem
- Ideas either age like fine wine or rot like potatoes over time. – Pawan Mishra
- What I say is that, if a man really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow. – AA Milne
- The quail was tender, the potatoes smothered in ????er, and the beans roasted in garlic. – Brian McClellan
- It was a good thing I recognized you or I might have had a lovely meal of you with some parsley. And potatoes. – GA Aiken
- The potatoes were starch grenades. The canned carrots were revolting because that is their nature. – David Mitchell
- Words can create, words give life, words can build, words can destroy. Words can bring something out of nothing. What are you saying? – Mopelola Adeniyi
- The human mind is the principal agent of creation. How we think is the prism for how we perceive reality. – Kilroy J Oldster
- All paths are seen, through the prism of fate – Mladen orevi
- The word is a prism through which the two beams shot from heart and head are refracted into the colours of the Universe. – Paul Grimsley
- She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum. – Jonathan Safran Foer
- She was a prism through with sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum – Jonathan Safran Foer
- When I looked at myself through the prism of awareness, great tears came as I connected with how this wounded child felt. – David W Earle
- We all see the world through the prism of our identity. – Ethan Hawke
- It’s not a pretty world, Papa.”I’ve noticed,’ my father said softly. – Chaim Potok
- We must love our slaves, Papa. We must love them as hard as we are able. – PJ Parker
- I’m going to see you now Papa-¦ you better run… – AJ Vega
- Memories are not in places, Papa. Memories are in your mind. They’re here, too. – Mitch Albom
- You can stay here with your papa and die or you can go with me…. You’ll be all right. – Cormac McCarthy
- Papa, you were right. Love did come after security. – Jade Onyx
- What a beautiful name. I love to watch how it falls off the lips of those who love Him. I shudder as it falls off the lips of those who don’t. Jesus. – Beth Moore
- My lips are like camera for her, whenever I click her with my lips, she smiles. – Himanshu Chhabra
- Her lips are like strawberries which tickels my taste buds everytime, making me to kiss her red lips everytime. – Vishal Antapurkar
- Mark My Words, My Words In Other Words Are Not Just Words. – Syed Sharukh
- Silence has its own language and in that silence he found words within himself; words for her, words for him and words for them. – Faraaz Kazi
- A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. – Charles ens
- They had an ugly look to one as prone to disgust and fear as the changes of a few hours had made me. – Charles ens
- In the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is–as the light called human life is–at its coming and its going. – Charles ens
- One always begins to forgive a place as soon as it’s left behind. – Charles ens
- Remember how strong we are in our happiness and how weak he is in his misery! – Charles ens
- My impression is, after many years of consideration, that there never can have been anybody in the world who played worse. – Charles ens
- A day wasted on others is not wasted on one’s self. – Charles ens
- …lies is lies. Howsever they come, they didn’t ought to come, and they come from the father of lies, work round to the same. – Charles ens
- My sister having so much to do, was going to church vicariously, that is to say, Joe and I were going. – Charles ens