In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud: Under the bludgeoning of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed. — William Ernest Henley
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William Ernest Henley : English Poet
Born: August 23, 1849
Died: July 11, 1903
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor …
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days…
He that is not handsome at 20, nor strong at 30, nor rich at…
I offer neither pay, nor quarters, nor food; I offer only hu…
All cannot rule, nor can all be ruled. All cannot plow, nor …
That neither our thoughts, nor passions, nor ideas formed by…
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor …
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days…
He that is not handsome at 20, nor strong at 30, nor rich at…
I offer neither pay, nor quarters, nor food; I offer only hu…
Neither a man nor a crowd nor a nation can be trusted to act…
Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor b…
All cannot rule, nor can all be ruled. All cannot plow, nor …
That neither our thoughts, nor passions, nor ideas formed by…
A lot of people feel trapped by circumstance, by the expecta…
A lot of people feel trapped by circumstance, by the expecta …
To say that such-and-such a circumstance is ‘Kafkaesque’ is …
I wanted my dad to be proud of me, and I fell into acting be…
I fell off my pink cloud with a thud. Elizabeth Taylor…
I was definitely one of those people who fell for the fat-fr…
I decided to study special education and fell in love with w…
I really fell in love with the art of making clothes when I …
I fell in love with a civilian. Not an actress and not a fam…
Writing is more about imagination than anything else. I fell…
Every single diet I ever fell off of was because of potatoes…
I kind of fell backwards into acting. I was studying to be a…
