Quotes about stock
Mr. Swales: It be all fool-talk, lock, stock, and barrel, that’s what it be and nowt else. These bans an’ wafts an’ boh-ghosts an’ barguests an’ bogles an’ all anent them is only fit to set bairns an’ dizzy women a’belderin.
Glamour is what I sell, it's my stock in trade.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door--
Only this and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;--vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost Lenore--
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore--
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
"'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door--
Some late visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door;
This it is and nothing more."
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I was lucky enough to see with my own eyes the recent stock-market crash, where they lost several million dollars, a rabble of dead money that went sliding off into the sea.
Das Brückerl am Bach
Wo das Wasser fliesst sacht
Wenn es stolpert über Stock und Stein
Dann fühlte ich mich nie allein
In den Bäumen säuselt the Wind
Wie schön war es dort als ich noch ein Kind
Die Amsel sang ihr Lied so süß
Grillen zirpten bis es ward düsk
Jahre später dort hin mein Liebster kam
Mich stürmisch in die Arme nahm
Ein zarter Kuss bedeckt mein Mund
Wir liebten uns gar manche Stund
Die Zeit verging und all die schönen Tage
Was morgen kommt war nie eine Frage
Doch Morgen kam aus war der Traum
Traurig klang das Lied der Amsel im Baum
Der Wind verwehte uns auseinander weit
Ich war keine Braut im weissen Kleid
Doch hold war uns das Leben
Es hat uns beiden viel gegeben
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I refuse to believe that trading recipes is silly. Tunafish casserole is at least as real as corporate stock.
Statistics show that we lose more fools on this day than on all other days of the year put together. This proves, by the numbers left in stock, that one Fourth of July per year is now inadequate, the country has grown so.
Open your mouth and purse cautiously, and your stock of wealth and reputation shall, at least in repute, be great.
We may lay in a stock of pleasures, as we would lay in a stock of wine; but if we defer tasting them too long, we shall find that both are soured by age.
Men may seem detestable as joint stock-companies and nations; knaves, fools, and murderers there may be; men may have mean and meagre faces; but man, in the ideal, is so noble and so sparkling, such a grand and glowing creature, that over any ignominious blemish in him all his fellows should run to throw their costliest robes.
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