Wallace Stevens Quotes
The poem goes form the poet’s gibberish to The gibberish of the vulgate and back again.
Wallace Stevens
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I've done more than 70 auditions in about four years. Early on, it was hard for me because I'd become so attached to these characters, and then you'd be told, 'No.' I'd get very upset when I was younger. But now it comes with the territory.
Olivia DeJonge
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We all have hierarchies at work - even on set, the runner would never walk up to the director and ask for a cup of coffee.
Laura Carmichael
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I don't think you can tell the objective truth about a person. That's why people write novels.
A. N. Wilson
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Sometimes it's not even a role that's specifically written for a woman. It could be a role written for a white man or Asian man, or Latino. If it's something that I feel I could do well, I go after it. Especially if it's nothing that has to be gender or race specific, I'm all over it.
Gabrielle Union
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The Bay Area definitely knows the pain of competing for, and retaining, top talent. Offering interesting perks has become a necessity, not a nice-to-have.
Paige Craig
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Hitler killed five million Jews. It is the greatest crime of our time. But the Jews should have offered themselves to the butcher's knife. They should have thrown themselves into the sea from cliffs. As it is, they succumbed anyway in their millions.
Mahatma Gandhi
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When I heard the learn’d astronomer; When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me; When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them; When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick; Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
Walt Whitman
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There is no sinfulness in the will and affections without some error in the understanding. All lusts which a natural man lives in, are lusts of ignorance.
George Gillespie
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Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night.
Robert Frost
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The poem goes form the poet’s gibberish to The gibberish of the vulgate and back again.
Wallace Stevens