Megyn Kelly Quotes
I'm the worst tweeter ever. I don't know what I'm doing. I really don't.
Megyn Kelly
Quotes to Explore
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The funny thing is, I'm not really a big reader, not a big fan of books in the first place.
Macaulay Culkin
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I love New York.
Parker Posey
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My three best friends get me through everything: I need cute jeans, my kids are driving me crazy, I'm throwing a party, whatever. They keep me dialed in.
Gabrielle Reece
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The common misconception is that as an actress you have to learn what you're doing. No, you just have to make the audience think you've learned it.
Edie Falco
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All issues of crime are better addressed at the state level.
Rand Paul
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Museums are managers of consciousness. They give us an interpretation of history, of how to view the world and locate ourselves in it. They are, if you want to put it in positive terms, great educational institutions. If you want to put it in negative terms, they are propaganda machines.
Hans Haacke
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I tended to write poems about both social and spiritual problems, and some problems one doesn't really want to solve, and so the problems themselves are solved. You certainly don't want to solve problems in poems that haven't been solved in the world.
C. K. Williams
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You take unacceptable risk, you have to be prepared to face the consequence.
Carly Fiorina
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As for the apostolic epistles, what person who is skilled in literary interpretation would think them to be plain and easily understood, when even in them there are thousands of passages that provide, as it through a window, a narrow opening leading to multitudes of the deepest thoughts?
Origen
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(Kirk Gibson's World Series-game-winning home run, October 15, 1988, transcribed from mlb.com archives excising comments by color commentator Joe Garagiola)
Vin Scully
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Only to the rational animal is it given to follow voluntarily what happens; but simply to follow is a necessity imposed on all.
Marcus Aurelius
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The survivors lay quietly in that cratered void and watched the whitehot stars go rifling down the dark. Or slept with their alien hearts beating in the sand like pilgrims exhausted upon the face of the planet Anareta, clutched to a namelessness wheeling in the night.
Cormac McCarthy