Peter Baynham Quotes
In 2001, my father finally succumbed to the bone cancer that had tortured him for seven years. His last weeks were a terrible, black icing on the cake, the agony, the slow twisting, thinning and snapping of his skeleton. Everything fell apart.
Peter Baynham
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The first job I ever had was at a pool-liner-manufacturing plant. Minimum wage was $4.25, and that's what I was making. It was this huge, hot, un-air-conditioned factory staffed with all women and me. This is in Georgia, during the summertime, so it was pretty ridiculous.
Jack McBrayer
I was in the military, and then I went to university to study biology.
Lars Mikkelsen
For ages, I had this mullet until someone on the street stopped me and said, 'Darling, can I cut your hair for free? Because you look a bit weird.'
Natalia Tena
We were taught manners and we had to do our chores - Katie and I grew up as normal kids.
Oliver Hudson
It's always fun to immerse yourself in a different time period.
Laetitia Casta
Some of our best journalists take themselves even more seriously than the politicians they write about.
R. W. Apple, Jr.
I'm from this working class town on the fringes of the rural aspects of Lancashire.
Joe Gilgun
In the end you’ll see you won’t stop me.
Christina Aguilera
Blackness is a state of mind, and I identify with the black community. Mainly, because I realized, early on, when I walk into a room, people see a black woman, they don't see a white woman. So out of that reason alone, I identify more with the black community.
Halle Berry
I have assigned many of my father's basses to students, without endangering their lives. Also, they do no harm to the fingers.
Carl Philipp Emanuel Bach
The day before I left to fly in New York, I went in the ocean and was just lying on my black looking up at the sky, which was that Hawaii blue. Just that moment was worth the entire thing. The ocean is everything. It can heal you.
Gavin Rossdale
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In 2001, my father finally succumbed to the bone cancer that had tortured him for seven years. His last weeks were a terrible, black icing on the cake, the agony, the slow twisting, thinning and snapping of his skeleton. Everything fell apart.
Peter Baynham