Lost
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When a country wants television more than they want clean water, they've lost their grip.
In remembering those who lost their lives in the London attacks and the September 11th attacks we continue our commitment to fighting for freedom, democracy and justice.
France has lost the battle but she has not lost the war.
I am closest to my mother, as she is my rock, my pillar of strength, and my world. Not only has she stood by me through all times - happy, sad, and otherwise - but there have even been moments when I had completely lost hope, and her immense belief in me had lifted me up.
A tree is known by its fruit; a man by his deeds. A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and he who plants kindness gathers love.
There can be no failure to a man who has not lost his courage, his character, his self respect, or his self-confidence. He is still a King.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Always vote for principle, though you may vote alone, and you may cherish the sweetest reflection that your vote is never lost.
For even in dreams a good deed is not lost.
I was the conductor of the Underground Railroad for eight years, and I can say what most conductors can't say; I never ran my train off the track and I never lost a passenger.
I've missed more than 9000 shots in my career. I've lost almost 300 games. 26 times, I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I've failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed.
When all else is lost, the future still remains.
I feel French is very close to Urdu. Both languages are beautiful. Sadly, their beauty is lost in translation.
Man is lost and is wandering in a jungle where real values have no meaning. Real values can have meaning to man only when he steps on to the spiritual path, a path where negative emotions have no use.
A good action is never lost; it is a treasure laid up and guarded for the doer's need.
Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.
Who are we? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a humdrum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people.
There is no sign saying 'good Muslim' or 'bad Muslim'. How many lives will be lost or destroyed trying to determine who is good or who is bad?
First, I want to pay tribute to Diana myself. She was an exceptional and gifted human being. In good times and bad, she never lost her capacity to smile and laugh, nor to inspire others with her warmth and kindness. I admired and respected her — for her energy and commitment to others, and especially for her devotion to her two boys.
I think, for other people who have lost someone and have loved again, it's a beautiful thing. But it's just not really on my horizon.