This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
O, popular applause! what heart of man is proof against thy sweet, seducing charms?
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
After all, it is the divinity within that makes the divinity without; and I have been more fascinated by a woman of talent and intelligence, though deficient in personal charms, than I have been by the most regular beauty.
I have my Lucky Charms in the morning, and I feel magical.
Donald Trump’s crass charms are apparently very limited – historically so, if polling is any indication.
Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.
I am not immune to Oprah’s charms, but President Winfrey is a terrible idea.
Depression is melancholy minus its charms – the animation, the fits.
I never feel so utterly fraudulent as when I review a movie whose charms impress all in the world and I simply do not get it. The other variant is that I love something the world disdains. This has had severe career consequences: I am still famous – or notorious – in certain quarters where I am recalled as the man who liked ‘Hudson Hawk.’
I’m not superstitious about good luck charms and all that. I don’t have any ring or any tangible thing as a charm. But I like to have at least one of my parents with me during my shows. It gives me strength to find their faces… or my brothers… in the audience. It comforts me.
I want to give Irish kids something to be proud of back home. I want to bring out a stronger image of Ireland instead of ‘Irish Spring’ and ‘Lucky Charms’ and all that rubbish.
There are charms made only for distant admiration.
When I was 7, I came up with the idea of ‘charm socks.’ My mom would take me to buy bags of plastic charms, we would sew them on frilly white socks, and I sold them at school.
Location work has its charms, and can seem glamorous on the outside, but I think living at home and having the stability of a home life once you’ve finished work is very underrated!
I am flippant. That’s one of my charms.
Our house was cluttered with little charms, thoughtfully placed. There were all kinds of little things going on. Like, my mom made a lampshade out of a picture of our family, but if you look closely, there’s a baby Jesus that she cut up and put just above all of us.
I think that one of Elvis’ charms was that he could sing almost any kind of music. I am sure that in his heart, which I don’t know what was there, but just from his singing I could feel that he was very partial to gospel music.
Adelaide’s charms are compelling. It’s not a huge place; the size is manageable, the traffic absurdly light.
It’s innocence when it charms us, ignorance when it doesn’t.
The spoken word is man’s physician in grief. For this alone has soothing charms for the soul.
City people make most of the fuss about the charms of country life.
Even when I was writing ‘Where’d You Go, Bernadette,’ I started to appreciate Seattle’s many charms.
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