Walter Scott Quotes
Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh,The sun has left the lea.The orange flower perfumes the bower,The breeze is on the sea.
Walter Scott
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If you're driving, and a cop is behind you, you automatically think they're going to pull you over, but cops have so much more going on than to think about pulling you over. The last thing a real cop wants to do is write a ticket. That's the truth.
Manny Montana
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I am so, so lucky. I am the luckiest girl in the world, really. And still with access to everything I could possibly want I still say 'Oh dear, what am I going to wear today?' There's no ending to that question!
Salma Hayek
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I've never had any desire to be good. I don't like goodness particularly.
Hanif Kureishi
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There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.
Oscar Wilde
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Nobody in France would ever say 'He's a Jewish novelist' or 'She's a black novelist,' even though people do write about those subjects. It would look absurd to a French person to go into a bookstore and see a 'Gay Studies' section.
Edmund White
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Our relationships are precious, valuable treasures from heaven, and we should handle them carefully, always looking for ways to build bridges to each other's hearts.
Victoria Osteen
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In New Bethel, we take the word serious. We whip whores, we hang thieves, and we burn sorcerers.
M. K. Hobson
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In an environment where you've got to push innovations out the door fast and keep the cost of innovation low, the probability that you'll be successful is actually much higher.
Clayton Christensen
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It took five days to drive to Los Angeles by myself. I listened to Abbey Road for six hours at a time and watched the desert open up before me again and again. I saw the sun set and rise at the Grand Canyon, and I sang out over the cliffs, picked up tumble weeds along the way and threw them in the back of my car.
Madi Diaz
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Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh,The sun has left the lea.The orange flower perfumes the bower,The breeze is on the sea.
Walter Scott