Frederik Pohl Quotes
It was a nasty day in late December, just before the holidays. The weather was cold, wet, and miserable-well, I said it was London, didn’t I?
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To be honest, I think for part of my late teens my character didn't really develop very much. I was in a state of cold storage.
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My father had a lot of allergies, and he just didn't like the cold of Chicago, and his father - his parents had broken up when he was young, and his father had lived in Pasadena for a while, and he kind of fell in love with Southern California.
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He rejects the New World Order established at the Cold War's end by the United States. Putin puts Russia first.
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What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death.
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I can be more cold than people would like me to be.
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I love music and I love musicians and when I hear something that's great, I always say it's like you go to a movie and you can't wait to tell your friends about it.
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Stress overload makes us stupid. Solid research proves it. When we get overstressed, it creates a nasty chemical soup in our brains that makes it hard to pull out of the anxious depressive spiral.
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I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness.
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My parents landed in Calgary in December 1974, straight from Nairobi. They were immigrants, like many people coming to build a better life. My mom was five months pregnant with me when they landed.
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With experience in boxing, you learn how to be a scientific boxer and how to fight easy.
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Never let anybody get you down. Never give in to people who say nasty things on the Internet. Work to represent women in the best way possible because, even though respect and equality for women has progressed over time, it's still not in the place that it should be.
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I see people having fits because their coffee is too hot or their baked potato is too cold, or some random something is imperfect and somebody can be blamed for it. These people can fly off the handle and nobody says, 'Too much beef will do that to a person.' If it's a vegan: a clear case of alfalfa sprout poisoning.
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My favorite days were when I had a cold and could stay home from school and draw all day long.
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I was imagining a long life of being a stone cold loser. Then I got a job, which was really nice, then I got a great agent, a great manager, which was really nice. I was doing a lot of set ups, and, you know, I got to start working in L.A.
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The perfect antidote to dark, cold and creepy is light, warm and cozy.
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In some ways, the '60s were a reaction to the '50s and the intensity of the Cold War.
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I can't stand having cold air blowing in my ears, so when it's cold at my house, or if I am outside, I am going to have my ears covered up.
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You know, there is a long tradition in the U.S. of, um, promoting elections up to the point that you get an outcome you don't like. Look at Latin America in the Cold War.
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When I get a chance to play golf or go on a boat with good people, take the boat out and put some lobsters on the grill, get the ice-cold beer and the cigars - that's heaven here on earth.
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There are moments when the inner life actually 'pays,' when years of self-scrutiny, conducted for no ulterior motive, are suddenly of practical use.
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The response to my op-ed by global warming alarmists has been interesting. Former Vice President Al Gore has called me a "denier" and informs us that climate change is "a principle in physics. It's like gravity. It exists." Perhaps he's right. Climate change is like gravity - a naturally occurring phenomenon that existed long before, and will exist long after, any governmental attempts to affect it.
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I was writing poems when I was young, you know, because my father was a poet, so it was absolutely normal to follow my father.
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My saying is; We win and lose together. I think that really does apply to both my fans, family and the team.
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It was a nasty day in late December, just before the holidays. The weather was cold, wet, and miserable-well, I said it was London, didn’t I?
