Ethel Watts Mumford Quotes
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You could pack for a trip to Europe with the bags under my eyes!
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The world is being run by irresponsible spoiled brats.
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As far as playing, I didn't care who guarded me - red, yellow, black. I just didn't want a white guy guarding me, because it's disrespect to my game.
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I never thought I'd get a chance to sing with Wilson Pickett but we did.
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Love is never finished expressing itself, and it expresses itself better the more poetically it is dreamed.
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To relinquish a present good through apprehension of a future evil is in most instances unwise ... from a fear which may afterwards turn out groundless, you lost the good that lay within your grasp.
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You don't use mayonnaise, why? ... Are you addicted to mayonnaise? Is it okay if I use mayonnaise? I could go outside.
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I really do not know, Socrates, how to express what I mean. For somehow or other our arguments, on whatever ground we rest them, seem to turn round and walk away from us.
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Some people try to get you out of slavery for you to be their slave.
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Money is a good servant, a dangerous master.
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When in many dissections, carried out as opportunity offered upon living animals, I first addressed my mind to seeing how I could discover the function and offices of the heart's movement in animals through the use of my own eyes instead of through the books and writings of others, I kept finding the matter so truly hard and beset with difficulties that I all but thought, with Fracastoro, that the heart's movement had been understood by God alone.
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There was much bitterness in the family. There were even those who would liked to have considered Barnabas Collins dead. But he lived on. He lived on-and outlived his enemies.
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None of my inventions came by accident. I see a worthwhile need to be met and I make trial after trial until it comes. What it boils down to is one per cent inspiration and ninety-nine per cent perspiration.
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Gentle Jesus, meek and mild' is a snivelling modern invention, with no warrant in the gospels.
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Contentment: The smother of invention.
