Ella Maillart Quotes
I wanted to learn a few foreign languages, and therefore I had to go abroad.
Ella Maillart
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I believe in something that maybe can be defined as the God in one's heart, in the heart of every human being, but not in a God who sits on high looking down on us and taking care of us and whom we bother with things trivial and weighty so that he will be good to us and arrange things for us here.
Yossi Sarid
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I miss my horse. He's in Los Angeles.
Zosia Mamet
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People that don't know me get 'Mossed'. It means, I was gonna go home, but then I just got led astray. In the best possible way, of course. I mean, it's always fun, and a good time.
Kate Moss
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There is always going to be a little bit of me in each character.
Abraham Benrubi
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When I'm governor, we're not going to be silent like Bruce Rauner. Illinois will be a firewall against Donald Trump's destructive and bigoted agenda.
J. B. Pritzker
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My mum's family would all get together, with guitars, harmonica, mandolins and upright bass and play old blues and folk songs. That was normal to me.
Dan Auerbach
The Black Keys
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The biggest problem with dyslexic kids is not the perceptual problem, it is their perception of themselves. That was my biggest problem.
Caitlyn Jenner
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We know over very national survival is at stake; and we believe that we should support our troops, yes, and work for an outcome that results in victory.
J. D. Hayworth
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In Majorca, I can be myself. I go to the supermarket and the cinema, and I am just Rafa. Everyone knows me, and it is no big deal. I can go all day - no photographs.
Rafael Nadal
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Knowledge is power. You can't begin a career, for that matter even a relationship, unless you know everything there is to know about it.
Randeep Hooda
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It's the kind of clothes that mothers and daughters can wear, in terms of concept... It's not about age. It's about taste, and it's about lifestyle. I believe women of all ages can wear anything.
Ralph Lauren
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Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes and touches you With a thousand memories, And asks you Beautiful, unanswerable questions.
Carl Sandburg