NeNe Leakes (Linnethia Monique "NeNe" Leakes) Quotes
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I first read science fiction in the old British Chum annual when I was about 12 years old.
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I think Windows 8 is a catastrophe for everyone in the PC space. I think we'll lose some of the top-tier PC/OEMs, who will exit the market. I think margins will be destroyed for a bunch of people.
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I live and die by puns.
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So Harry Potter came in and it is nice that I have kids of the right age. I took them to London and they walked around the set and met Harry Potter and that is thrilling.
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If a man is in need of rescue, an airplane can come in and throw flowers on him, and that's just about all. But a direct lift aircraft could come in and save his life.
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If the weather continues to cooperate and the public continues to cooperate, this may end well for all of us, but the weather is unpredictable in these parts.
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I see philosophy as a fairly abstract activity, as concerned mainly with the analysis of criticism and concepts, and of course most usefully of scientific concepts.
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Pictures were completely eliminated from mathematics; in particular when I was young this happened in a very strong fashion.
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When you know the truth, the truth makes you a soldier.
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My first memory of guitar was seeing my father play one.
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You know what the most destructive force in the universe is? Regret.
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The things that go on in my head are far more interesting than what actually happens.
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I think support of the straight community is very important and I think there has been a profound shift in public opinion seen reflected in many ways. We do not need straight people to speak for us but we do want straight people to stand with us.
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Hopefully things will work out where we become friends enough so that he gives me back my bullet.
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Mrs. Fisher had never cared for macaroni, especially not this long, worm-shaped variety. She found it difficult to eat--slippery, wriggling off her fork, making her look, she felt, undignified when, having got it as she supposed into her mouth, ends of it yet hung out. Always, too, when she ate it she was reminded of Mr. Fisher. He had during their married life behaved very much like macaroni. He had slipped, he had wriggled, he had made her feel undignified, and when at last she had got him safe, as she thought, there had invariably been little bits of him that still, as it were, hung out.
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Jean was visited by one of her rare moments of happiness, one of those moments when the goodness of God was so real to her that it was like taste and scent; the rough strong taste of honey in the comb and the scent of water. Her thoughts of God had a homeliness that at times seemed shocking, in spite of their power, which could rescue her from terror or evil with an ease that astonished her.
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I have arrived, and the spotlight is on me, honey!
