Ernest Hemingway Quotes
The echoes of beauty you've seen transpire, Resound through dying coals of a campfire.
Quotes to Explore
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The beauty of 'The Hunger Games' and also 'Game of Thrones,' in fairness, both projects have really complex, three-dimensional, contradictory, strong women... The writing of female characters is extraordinary and equal to the men.
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The beauty of soaps is that it takes a village to make it work, and you get to work with really hardworking people.
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Do our children now have to choose between getting an education and dying? Some of us cannot move on and accept that kind of society.
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Going around Rome, you can find beauty because, quite simply, Rome is very beautiful. But the beauty of the people is sometimes harder to discover.
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Well, the first thing that clued me in to the fact that there was something really scary about breast cancer, way beyond the thought of dying, was coming across an ad in the newspaper for pink breast cancer teddy bears. I am not that afraid of dying, but I am terrified of dying with a pink teddy bear under my arm.
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Where there is righteousness in the heart, there is beauty in the character. When there is beauty in the character, there is harmony in the home. When there is harmony in the home, there is order in the nation. When there is order in the nation, there is peace in the world.
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Mrs. Obama is not a great beauty. But she is so interesting-looking - so bright. That will always take you farther.
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If even dying is to be made a social function, then, grant me the favor of sneaking out on tiptoe without disturbing the party.
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I purposefully try to make films in that grey area, where things are morally ambiguous. It's like life: good people do horrible things, and bad people do good things, and there's beauty in horror and horror in beauty.
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The ego being shattered is not what frightens me - that can be useful for writing - but the ego being inflated is sort of like it dying of gout.
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Poetry and beauty are always making peace. When you read something beautiful you find coexistence; it breaks walls down.
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I don't know how to not have fun. I'm dying and I'm having fun, and I'm going to keep having fun every day I've got left.
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The beauty of our country is that when it was founded that they took some time to lay out civil liberties in the first 10 Amendments - the Bill of Rights. I'm a firm believer in those civil liberties and the ability to have your own opinion.
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The pattern of a newspaperman's life is like the plot of 'Black Beauty.' Sometimes he finds a kind master who gives him a dry stall and an occasional bran mash in the form of a Christmas bonus, sometimes he falls into the hands of a mean owner who drives him in spite of spavins and expects him to live on potato peelings.
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Love is the beauty of the soul.
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My whole drive is to make sure that music is a common space where we search for beauty and share it. It needs to be louder than any conversation. That's where we have to go as a human race.
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A whopping 89 percent of buyers start their home search online. How your house looks online is the modern equivalent of 'curb appeal.' Rent a wide-angle lens and good lighting, get rid of your clutter and post at least eight great photos to win the beauty contest.
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Nothing can be compared to the great beauty and capabilities of a soul; however keen our intellects may be, they are as unable to comprehend them as to comprehend God, for, as He has told us, He created us in His own image and likeness.
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Beauty, of course, is the most important requirement and the paramount asset of the applicant.
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I think I've become more aware of aging in the last couple of years because of friends dying of cancer or friends' parents dying and myself - I'm still healthy, but I'm aging, and that's something that I think about more, even though I shouldn't be too concerned.
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The thing that what we're taught in the public school system is everything you should know, I disagree with that. The most brilliant people in the world were dropouts - not that I'm pro-dropping out.
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The echoes of beauty you've seen transpire, Resound through dying coals of a campfire.
