Ellen Glasgow Quotes
Doesn't all experience crumble in the end to mere literary material?
Ellen Glasgow
Quotes to Explore
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I'm really enamored with the idea of a reformed society, and I've always been fascinated with the Dark Ages as well as the power vacuum that followed the fall of the Roman Empire.
Victoria Aveyard
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I feel a physical happiness when spring is coming.
Halldor Laxness
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Women are complicated. We all know that.
Candice Swanepoel
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When you have an engagement, at least in my world, the world that I create for myself, an engagement doesn't begin when you hit the stage and end when you leave the stage. It begins when you hit the city limits, and it ends when you leave the city limits.
Utah Phillips
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I only hope that one day, America will recognize what the rest of the world already has known, that our indigenous music - gospel, blues, jazz and R&B - is the heart and soul of all popular music; and that we cannot afford to let this legacy slip into obscurity, I'm telling you.
Quincy Jones
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When you do the wrong thing, knowing it is wrong, you do so because you haven't developed the habit of effectively controlling or neutralizing strong inner urges that tempt you, or because you have established the wrong habit and don't know how to eliminate them effectively.
W. Clement Stone
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Though beauty gives you a weird sense of entitlement, it's rather frightening and threatening to have others ascribe such importance to something you know you're just renting for a while.
Candice Bergen
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I tend to have a kind of tunnel vision when I'm looking at an individual piece.
Edward Norton
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Few people even scratch the surface, much less exhaust the contemplation of their own experience.
Randolph Bourne
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I love idleness. I love to busy myself about trifles, to begin a hundred things and not finish one of them, to come and go as my fancy bids me, to change my plan every moment, to follow a fly in all its circlings, to try and uproot a rock to see what is underneath, eagerly to begin a ten-years' task to give it up after ten minutes: in short, to fritter away the whole day inconsequentially and incoherently, and to follow nothing but the whim of the moment.
Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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Doesn't all experience crumble in the end to mere literary material?
Ellen Glasgow