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As always, she was carrying the washing. Rudy was carrying two buckets of cold water, or as he put it, two buckets of future ice.

Markus Zusak
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What a pure blessing it was to have a bath in a tub alone in a room where all you had to do was pump the water, not tote buckets. Then all you had to do was pull out the cork, not tote more buckets to the back porch--that kind of thing is easy to take lightly until you don't have it.

Nancy E. Turner, Sarah's Quilt
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...We claim the present as the pre-sent, as the hereafter. We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun. We are not afraid of the darkness, we trust that the moon shall guide us.We are determining the future at this very moment. We now know that the heart is the philosophers' stone. Our music is our alchemy. We stand as the manifested equivalent of 3 buckets of water and a hand full of minerals, thus realizing that those very buckets turned upside down supply the percussion factor of forever...

Saul Williams
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Brands are all about trust. That trust is built in drops and lost in buckets.

Kevin Plank
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Real love should draw no blood from the loved and buckets from the lover.

Emily Maguire, Taming the Beast
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The issue is not that you are wearing buckets of make up. The real problem is how does the inside look

Sahndra Fon Dufe
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We guarantee rude emptiness for ourselves; later in life, when we treat children as - "empty buckets", today.

Aniruddha Sastikar
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My life is filled with buckets of tears; thousands of people shouting in my ears; the humming and chirping of hundreds of Himalayan birds, which are irresistible to hear.

Santosh Kalwar
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Suddenly, as they walked with their buckets, it was not the child in each face that she sought, but the Wonder that had raised itself on to its two feet, that had learnt to walk, to run, that had spoken, that had got in touch with life under her hand.

Enid Bagnold, The Squire
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Was it me? Was I too cold? Too inexperienced? Not pretty enough? Not good enough in bed? And when disloyal, seed-sowing scum buckets slept with other girls, why did women look inward to find fault in themselves?

Tarryn Fisher, F*ck Love
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