John Updike Quotes
...he feels a stifling uselessness in things, a kind of atomic decay whereby the precious glowing present turns, with each tick of the clock, into the leaden slag of history.
John Updike
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The amount of love I get from India, from Pakistan, from Asia, from Persia, Malaysia - people are just like, 'Brown boy doing it, brown boy doing it!'
Utkarsh Ambudkar
I'm a driven person, but I'm also cautious, and I overthink things sometimes.
Nadine Velazquez
All children should have equal opportunities.
Victor Ponta
The talent is always there and art is cyclical. I'm optimistic.
Hal David
Texas is a country in its own. It's made up of half Mexico/half United States but completed mixed. I don't mean to draw a generalization but it is a place, a territory, that's really made up of all these encounters, you know?
Gael Garcia Bernal
Those who trust to chance must abide by the results of chance.
Calvin Coolidge
History should belong to all of us, and it needs to include people from different cultural backgrounds. Otherwise, it risks becoming irrelevant to children, who could then become disenchanted with education.
Malorie Blackman
In high school, I began to dig my way into Ethiopian history, and began to understand myself as a young man formed by multiple narratives.
Dinaw Mengestu
I'm very often still very much alive for that other being and that other world long after the film is finished.
Daniel Day-Lewis
With the demise of the biblical religions that have provided the American people with their core values since their country's inception, we are reverting to the pagan worldview. Trees and animals are venerated, while man is simply one more animal in the ecosystem - and largely a hindrance, not an asset.
Dennis Prager
I have a lot of different traits to my personality, depending on who I'm around, and what the dynamic in the situation is.
Mary Elizabeth Winstead
...he feels a stifling uselessness in things, a kind of atomic decay whereby the precious glowing present turns, with each tick of the clock, into the leaden slag of history.
John Updike