Jill Lepore Quotes
In the trunk of her car, my mother used to keep a collapsible easel, a clutch of brushes, a little wooden case stocked with tubes of paint, and, tucked into the spare-tire well, one of my father's old, tobacco-stained shirts, for a smock.
Jill Lepore
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How do people move on after they've lost the love of their life? It's a really interesting thing to look at. It happens to people every day: you see people... even in the worst, most war-torn places, people get up and continue with their lives. And it's a fascinating thing about human nature. That ability to just continue on.
Caitriona Balfe
I think people come and go, 'I'm going to find the real Gary. What is it... the real Gary? I've got to find it.' But the thing is, it's pretty much what you see is what you get. I'm just like this. There's no hidden viciousness.
Gary Lineker
I firmly believe that one of the best kept secrets to soft and glowing skin is moisturisation.
Nargis Fakhri
I don't really love to perform in music. Some people like it more, but it's not my thing so much, but just the writing, when you get the lyric, and the lyric just goes just the right way, or you find the right bridge that takes you to the solo, and those moments are tremendous, and it's difficult to portray.
Pardis Sabeti
There is no problem that is not improved by effort, and no effort that is too paltry to be worth undertaking.
Sam Waterston
I am an untrained musician and a common man's singer.
Kailash Kher
The unknown used to be really scary, just that fear of, 'What's next? What if I'm not prepared?' I just don't feel that way anymore. I feel like the best is yet to come.
Mandy Moore
Whatever my father did were great films. I don't want to remake any of them.
Mahesh Babu
How do you win? By getting average players to play good and good players to play great. That's how you win.
Bum Phillips
On my mother's side I'm Polish-Jewish, and on my father's side I'm Scottish puffin.
Tamsin Greig
We're moving to be more of a plant-based society.
Kimbal Musk
In the trunk of her car, my mother used to keep a collapsible easel, a clutch of brushes, a little wooden case stocked with tubes of paint, and, tucked into the spare-tire well, one of my father's old, tobacco-stained shirts, for a smock.
Jill Lepore