Ernst Kaltenbrunner Quotes
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Take all that you can of this book upon reason, and the balance on faith, and you will live and die a happier man. (When a skeptic expressed surprise to see him reading a Bible)
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The man, to me, ... is a legend.
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Through a mix of market forces and regulation, we've brought civilization to the electronic provinces.
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Printing ballots in multiple languages costs millions of dollars every year. It also discourages immigrants from integrating into American society and gaining the benefits that come from speaking English.
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It doesn't matter if you please the whole world and don't please Jesus. But if you please Jesus, it doesn't matter whom you displease.
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But I don't want some pretty face To tell me pretty lies All I want is someone to believe.
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New York - it's the center of the world.
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Every parent worries for their child, but I do worry that he's all right, and happy and stable, and that I've done the best that I can. He's a good boy - so far so good. But if you're a parent, it doesn't matter if your child is five or 50 - you still worry.
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Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier; I have seen worse sights than this.
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The scarcity trap captures this notion we see again and again in many domains. When people have very little, they undertake behaviors that maintain or reinforce their future disadvantage. If you have very little, you often behave in such a way so that youll have little in the future.
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No dog can go as fast as the money you bet on him.
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Before every show, we get into a circle, hold hands, and someone makes a speech. Most bands are too cool for that.
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Weather is real. It is absolutely real: when it rains, it rains – you get wet, there is no question about it. It is also true about weather that you can’t control it; you can’t say if I wish hard enough it won’t rain. It is equally true that if the weather is bad one day it will get better and what I had to learn was to treat my moods like the weather.
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A dog starv'd at the master's gate Predicts the ruin of the State. A horse misus'd upon the road Calls to heaven for human blood. Each outcry of the hunted hare A fibre from the brain does tear, A skylark wounded on the wing, A cherubim does cease to sing.
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Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where noone notices the contrast of white on white.
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Don't even step out of your garden gate until this matter has been clarified.
