Kenneth Kaunda Quotes
My own child, one of them, died of AIDS. A brilliant boy.
Kenneth Kaunda
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I like to give pennies to children, but unfortunately, a man cannot do these things if he lives in a small village or town where his face is known and seen every day. For children take advantage, as I know to my cost, and would gather round him like hens around a farmer when he scatters grain.
W. H. Davies
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Since I was 19, I've always gone where there was a reason to be. Maybe I'll be lucky and there'll be a reason to go somewhere tropical for a while.
Feist
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It's not about 'succeeding,' but sometimes on a film, you know you've captured something.
Tahar Rahim
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Within every man and woman a secret is hidden, and as a photographer it is my task to reveal it if I can.
Yousuf Karsh
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As long as government is allowed to collect all Internet data, the perceived exigency will drive honest civil servants to reach more broadly and deeply into our networked lives.
Yochai Benkler
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I don't really like to talk about other people. I think people who have things going on in their lives, I think they have enough to deal with, they don't need, you know, Abigail Breslin weighing in on their lives.
Abigail Breslin
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I don't think that the writer is regarded as a freak by Americans.
Irwin Shaw
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Without third parties, all forward movement stops. They're essential. They're not just OK. They are absolutely essential.
Jill Stein
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I like power and I like to use it.
Sam Rayburn
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In my own life, I think legends of supernatural, mythic things are really just a manifestation of the collective unconscious. So I don't really get freaked out. I mean certainly, you read about things people did to each other in the pursuit of some mystical or occult goal, and it's horrifying. But that's just human nature.
Alan Ball
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Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold?... This yellow slave Will knit and break religions, bless th' accursed, Make the hoar leprosy adored, place thieves, And give them title, knee and approbation With senators on the bench.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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My own child, one of them, died of AIDS. A brilliant boy.
Kenneth Kaunda