James M. Barrie Quotes
You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.
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There is nothing you can do to assuage your conscience when you commit sins. Crime is a spiritual assault on the soul.
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There's this wonderful first assistant and he'll be saying, 'Now Harry goes down among the dragons.' You have to hold yourself together. Because if you lose it for a second then you're sunk.
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I didn't really make up my mind to be an actor until I did 'The Hitcher' with Rutger Hauer. I was about 17 or 18 when I did that, by which point I'd probably done a dozen or more movies or TV things, but 'The Hitcher' was the experience that made me want to study and commit and learn how to do this for my life.
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If they can't do it in California, it can't be done anywhere.
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My English was limited to vacationing and not really engaging with Americans. I knew 'shopping' and 'eating' English - I could say 'blue sweater,' 'creme brulee,' and 'Caesar salad,' - so I came here thinking I spoke English.
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Rohinton Mistry's celebrated novel 'Such a Long Journey' was pulled off the syllabus of Mumbai University because local extremists objected to its content.
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There are times when I need to dig up the diagram for a type of satellite dish, for instance, but I just can't seem to phrase this need correctly. As a result, I'm inundated by advertising for satellite television and people's online customer reviews of such services when, in fact, I was only trying to figure out what a certain component is called.
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I love the produce section at the grocery store.
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If you really do want to be an actor who can satisfy himself and his audience, you need to be vulnerable. You must reach the emotional and intellectual level of ability where you can go out stark naked, emotionally, in front of an audience.
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Do I love the road? Honestly? No - but it's how I earn my living. I also don't have the blues, like it's some kind of fever. The blues is my job. It's what I do.
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Where painting is weakest, namely, in the expression of the highest moral and spiritual ideas, there music is sublimely strong.
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I was always pretty decent at fast stick work or doing stuff that seems impressive that's not really; I was pretty tasteful and had good ideas musically. But I had a terrible sense of tempo, which is like being a blind painter.
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If your sister is in a tearing hurry to go out and cannot catch your eye, she's wearing your best sweater.
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I'm on Twitter a lot of the day because I really like Twitter. It's great for jokes. But when I'm writing, I can't do anything else. I can't even listen to music. I just have to write, and then I can do something else. I can't multitask.
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The people that are fans of animation are really the people that are keeping the art form of animation alive. If you like cartoons, support the cartoons.
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For some reason, the military seems more afraid of gay people than they are against terrorists, but they're very brave with the terrorists... If the terrorists ever got a hold of this information, they'd get a platoon of lesbians to chase us out of Baghdad.
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It is no compliment to be the stupidly idolised master of a dog whose instinct it is to idolise, but it is a very distinct tribute to be chosen as the friend and confidant of a philosophic cat who is wholly his own master and could easily choose another companion if he found such an one more agreeable and interesting.
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Ever since the environmental movement was sparked by photos of the whole Earth taken by astronauts onboard Apollo Lunar Modules, I've seen planetary exploration as an extension of a reverence and care for Earth.
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I remember having a lot of Josh White albums. Johnny Cash. Elvis. I loved the Coasters.
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It's a quirk of mine; I love neat garages.
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Satisfying needs is the burden of the poor. The wealthy and the powerful can afford to indulge their wants and whims.
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It is not on the agenda, I happen to think that it is inconceivable.
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You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.
