Jonathan Swift Quotes
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I was born in the city's general hospital on November 15, 1930, and we lived at 31 Amherst Avenue in the western suburbs. It was a magical place. There were receptions at the French Club, race meetings at the Shanghai Racecourse, and various patriotic gatherings at the British Embassy on the Bund, the city's glamorous waterfront area.
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If I want to tuck my son into bed and read him a story, but that means I have to take a red-eye to get to a concert - which I would never think of doing otherwise - that's just the way it is. Even if I can't hit the note that night, I got to tuck my child in!
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I can't read novels while I'm writing a novel, because somebody's voice creeps in.
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I do love to capture beauty in this world. And photos can last the test of time.
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Evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our own table.
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I'm a very proud actor.
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I told Mr. Nader today that a vote for Ralph Nader is really a vote for George Bush.
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We are not educated well enough to perform the necessary act of intelligently selecting our leaders.
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Somehow, we have come to the erroneous belief that we are all but flesh, blood, and bones, and that's all. So we direct our values to material things.
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People are so damned afraid that one day they might wake up and discover that they've grown old.
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I'm not saying that hip-hop needs gay rappers or anything, but they need to stop being so close-minded because that will just cause the genre to fail. Look at pop. Pop doesn't discriminate against people. Look at Lady Gaga, y'know what I mean?
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People talk about this Julia Roberts almost like it's a cup of Pepsi. People think Julia Roberts is something they created. The fact is, 26 years ago, there was this scrunched-up little pink baby named Julia Roberts. I am a girl, like anybody else.
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To array a man's will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
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I feel no disgust when I hear the confessions of those near their end, whose wounds are full of maggots...This may give you some idea of my daily work. Picture to yourself a collection of huts with 800 Lepers. No doctor; in fact, as there is no cure, there seems no place for a doctor's skill.
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I have found that the best cure for self pity is to do something to help someone else.
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If there were nothing else of Abraham Lincoln for history to stamp him with, it is enough to send him with his wreath to the memory of all future time, that he endured that hour, that day, bitterer than gall - indeed a crucifixion day - that it did not conquer him - that he unflinchingly stemmed it, and resolved to lift himself and the Union out of it.
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For me, my writing benefits from my experience.
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A college joke to cure the dumps.
