Ernest Bevin Quotes
If you let that sort of thing go on, your bread and butter will be cut right out from under your feet.
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I am from the Kardashian group. We can take anything.
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Diversity: the art of thinking independently together.
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If small things have the power to disturb you, then who you think you are is exactly that: small.
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The sky in Texas is the most amazing sky in the whole country, I think, like you can see more sky in Texas than you can see anywhere else in the world.
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Working is hard and distracts from having fun.
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We left Dayton, September 23, and arrived at our camp at Kill Devil Hill on Friday, the 25th.
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Science does not know its debt to imagination.
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The great musicians are those who can reach people, who can make people feel something.
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I think people hear the warmth in my voice and the friendliness, and they think: 'Oh, she must be a very nice person'.
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Long for me as I for you, forgetting, what will be inevitable, the long black aftermath of pain.
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What makes maftoul worth celebrating is that it's so easy and forgiving to cook.
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Religious people today are courts and juries. When it comes down to it, Jesus died on the cross so that we could learn to love others like we love ourselves, not judge them or persecute them.
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I'm very lucky.
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I was like, 'I don't know if I could be an Olympian...' But my dad really influenced me to stay and be in the Olympics.
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They have all different names for music. I think the music I'm going to change the style with is going to be really, really big-years and years after I'm gone.
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Sometimes my mind boggles. It's so deep my mind actually boggles
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The Amish like to live a very plain lifestyle, the way they think God intended. It sort of brings you back to, like, 'Little House on the Prairie' days or something.
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“A Christian Anarchist does not depend on bullets or ballots to achieve his ideal; he achieves that ideal daily by the One Man Revolution with which he faces a decadent, confused and dying world.”
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The heavenly motions... are nothing but a continuous song for several voices, perceived not by the ear but by the intellect, a figured music which sets landmarks in the immeasurable flow of time.
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Why don't we just expand ourselves into our perfect form, our perfect being?
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The earth has disappeared beneath my feet, It fled from all my ecstasy. Now like a singing air creature I feel the rose keep opening.
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If you let that sort of thing go on, your bread and butter will be cut right out from under your feet.
