Charlotte Bronte Quotes
Of late years an abundant shower of curates has fallen upon the North of England.
Charlotte Bronte
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L.A. is fun, but it feels like one of those towns in the north of Scotland where there's an oil rig just off the coast and whether or not you work for the oil rig, everyone is connected to it.
Chris O'Dowd
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'Pitch Perfect 2,' those scenes are super fun. It's just me and John Michael Higgins, and we've been friends for so long, we just have the best time. Anything I do with him is some of my favorite stuff.
Elizabeth Banks
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In today's time, writing stuff that actually happened is touch-and-go, because you don't want to be too personal. If you are, then it probably won't relate to a mass audience. A lot of times you have to make it sound like it's about everybody else, but you really went through it.
Josh Turner
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I'm not fake, and I don't want to mislead people about who I am. I can be serious, too, and I cry a lot. It's just who I am.
Lauren Alaina
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Don't play the saxophone. Let it play you.
Charlie Parker
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I was torn between the Americanness my mom wanted for me and the Mexicanness my father wanted - they were wrestling for cultural influence over me.
Luis Alberto Urrea
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Reality in strong doses frightens.
Victor Hugo
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.It is man's creative power and that alone which makes himself, his stars, his history, his Karma, etc., though no doubt he has to take necessarily due account of factors and forces around him. WORK, WORK, WORK, ACTION, ACTION, ACTION, SELF-RELIANCE, SELF-RELIANCE, SELF-RELIANCE This is the stern, simple golden rule of timeless truth for any success that man makes. And there is no other rule which comes first before it.
Aung San
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The Patriot wears that mask EVERYWHERE! Even in the shower!
Anderson Luis de Abreu Oliveira
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To be born poor is not our fault, but to die poor is crime...Born
Bill Gates
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By not asking too much, you can believe in almost anything..like..a starry night in the mountains, or even the existence of fate.
Aimee Friedman
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Of late years an abundant shower of curates has fallen upon the North of England.
Charlotte Bronte