I Can’t win the World Cup alone
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We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.
Brad NeatonBrad Neaton Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone else heart.
Alexander KandovAlexander Kandov One quick sip of your memory I let it slip, and I go on without you.
Emma SchippersEmma Schippers If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
Laura Natoli-KearneyLaura Natoli-Kearney I am getting better at forgetting you. I am slowly but steadily learning the art of forgetting you.
Juana GarciaJuana Garcia Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
Shreya JoshiShreya Joshi Spend time with people who get excited over even the smallest victories you earn.
Sonia SabnisSonia Sabnis I wonder if you were the poison or the antidote.
Ginnie BaleGinnie Bale
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I played against the Brazilians in ’82, who were definitely the best team never to have won the World Cup.
Alan HansenAlan Hansen The World Cup needs a brilliant Brazilian team.
Alan HansenAlan Hansen After Russia (winning bronze at Rostelecom Cup), I’m one of the top Canadian ladies.
Alaine ChartrandAlaine Chartrand Learn to drink the cup of life as it comes.
Agnes Sligh TurnbullAgnes Sligh Turnbull You must learn to drink the cup of life as it comes … without stirring it up from the bottom. That’s where the bitter dregs are!
Agnes Sligh TurnbullAgnes Sligh Turnbull And this is difficult if you have not entirely persuaded yourself. It is especially tricky to do this if you are also naked, and making two cups of coffee.
Adam ThirlwellAdam Thirlwell For me, the beauty of the blank page, or empty screen,staring up at nine thirty after two cups of coffee and a deep breath remains unique.
Adam GopnikAdam Gopnik Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
Abraham CowleyAbraham Cowley