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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The Queen and Electric Light Orchestra harmonies are so distinct and fit in our songs so well sometimes, but we don't know how to do them properly.
Nate Ruess
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No one wants to drown. Drowning would be the worst. Cause everyone knows that feeling. That feeling, oh it's the worst... when you think you're drowning.
Dane Cook
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I'm just a regular boy who goofs around, pulls pranks, and makes jokes. I'm not Mr. Debonair Suave. I'm just a regular boy who goofs around, pulls pranks, and makes jokes. That doesn't sound very hot to me.
Jensen Ackles
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If wishes were stories, beggars would read...
Randall Jarrell
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First I shake the whole Apple tree, that the ripest might fall. Then I climb the tree and shake each limb, and then each branch and then each twig, and then I look under each leaf.
Martin Luther
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My own child, one of them, died of AIDS. A brilliant boy.
Kenneth Kaunda