Billy Crystal Quotes
I fell in love with the right person, a person I know and who knows me.
Billy Crystal
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I hate to lose. It's a bad feeling, but, I mean, it kind of gets you resettled, gets you back right.
Dak Prescott
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I grew up listening to classic rock - the Kinks, Genesis, The Who, Pink Floyd.
Ted Cruz
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I knew that in Hollywood they tend to pigeonhole talent, and when you experience a little success in one genre, their instinct is to keep you in that box.
F. Gary Gray
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When I was a kid, I always had my hair in two plaits. But for dancing, I had to have it in a bun because I did ballet.
Katarina Johnson-Thompson
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The longer you are in a place, the more you get under its layers.
Frances Mayes
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You perhaps know me as a novelist. Literature is one of the arts – in fact, the noblest of the arts. That is not my opinion; it was first expressed by the ancients. As art, literature has many similarities with the other art forms.
F. Sionil Jose
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The lack of diversity in higher education is a problem we as a country must tackle if we're going to live up to our promise.
Wendy Kopp
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I got so pissed I took a little poll to see if anyone was sick of gettin' taxed as much as I am. I called 100 people one night and here's the results: everyone I polled said, 'You dumb ass, it's three o'clock in the morning!' (p. 131).
Larry the Cable Guy
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I am writing this under an appreciable mental strain, since by tonight I shall be no more. Penniless, and at the end of my supply of the drug which alone makes life endurable, I can bear the torture no longer; and shall cast myself from this garret window into the squalid street below.
H. P. Lovecraft
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He would not anticipate those counsels which are rather bestowed by circumstances on men, than by men on circumstances.
Livy
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Everybody wonders why I continue working at this stage. I keep working because there's always new stories. … And as long as people want me to tell them, I'll be there doing them.
Clint Eastwood
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One winter night, at half past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine
Lewis Carroll