Brian Grazer Quotes
I like BBC news; I like some London news because you can get it earlier then anywhere else. I like Charlie Rose a lot.
Brian Grazer
Quotes to Explore
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If small things have the power to disturb you, then who you think you are is exactly that: small.
Eckhart Tolle
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I think my best friend is dry shampoo and dry texturizer spray.
Rachel Platten
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I'm from the gulf coast of Louisiana.
Ian Somerhalder
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As they marched, the crowds lining the route broke into applause, a sweet and deeply felt spontaneous pattering that was a sort of communal embrace. Welcome home.
Lance Morrow
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Whether I build a character from the ground up or develop one, whether within my own copyright or in licensed work, I can step into that character's mind. It takes a kind of voluntary dissociation akin to method acting, military planning, marketing, or detective work: to think like the other guy and work out what he's going to do next.
Karen Traviss
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There are 3.5 million Americans in Puerto Rico. So, just like we're quick to go everywhere else and help, we expect that same of America for Puerto Rico. These are U.S. citizens!
Fat Joe
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I think this is a pile of shit, while John Sinclair rots in prison.
Abbie Hoffman
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Deliver me from your cold phlegmatic preachers, politicians, friends, lovers and husbands.
Abigail Adams
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No book had ever really hinted of it, though the deathless Chinamen said that there were double meanings in the Necronomicon of the mad Arab Abdul Alhazred which the initiated might read as they chose, especially the much-discussed couplet:
H. P. Lovecraft
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As I have said before, the ever more sophisticated weapons piling up in the arsenals of the wealthiest and the mightiest can kill the illiterate, the ill, the poor and the hungry but they cannot kill ignorance, illnesses, poverty or hunger.
Fidel Castro
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India is the Saudi Arabia of human resources for the 21st century. The power that we used to get from oil in 20th century, we will get it from people like you in 21st century.
Rahul Gandhi
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the old place of the Quoyles, half ruined, isolated, the walls and doors of it pumiced by stony lives of dead generations. The aunt felt a hot pang. Nothing would drive them out a second time.
Annie Proulx
