Eugene Delacroix Quotes
Can any man say with certainty that he was happy at a particular moment of time which he remembers as being delightful? Remembering it certainly makes him happy, because he realizes how happy he could have been, but at the actual moment when the alleged happiness was occurring, did he really feel happy? He was like a man owning a piece of ground in which, unknown to himself, a treasure lay buried.
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The reason for not getting married was that I just didn't have a partner to get married to. Climbing mountains was more attractive to me than marriage, or other fun things like that.
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I do Athlete Devotion throughout all my fight camps. I am a Christian, so I fight with God first, and I have my devotions with me everywhere I go.
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During the fall and winter we built Fort Meade and the town of Sturgis.
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As a person, I'm polite - I want to please.
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I have often thought of it as one of the most barbarous customs in the world, considering us as a civilized and a Christian country, that we deny the advantages of learning to women.
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I use more makeup now then I did before. I didn't use to wear really that much, and I didn't know how to do makeup, but now I know how to do it a bit more. I can do eyes and makeup in general more. I do like my own lipstick as well.
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I don't make resolutions, because resolutions seem so ephemeral and transient to go away.
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There's something unnatural about losing a sibling when they're young.
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Most reporters are so transactional rather than strategic.
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There are only so many pitches in this old arm, and I don't believe in wasting them throwing to first base.
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And I also thought that Richard Nixon was the greatest political education we have ever had, but it looks like we need to relearn them again.
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It's also somewhat in the center of a number of things that will be useful to the company.
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Struggle is strengthening. Battling with evil gives us the power to battle evil even more.
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To give vent now and then to his feelings, whether of pleasure or discontent, is a great ease to a man's heart.
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In language that's lyrical and haunting, Cheryl Strayed writes about bliss and loss, about the kind of grace that startles and transforms us in ordinary moments.
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The right type of [leader] is democratic. He must not consider himself a superior sort of personage. He must actually feel democratic; it is not enough that he try to pose as democratic-he must be democratic, otherwise the veneer, the sheen, would wear off, for you can't fool a body of intelligent American workingmen for very long. He must ring true.
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No more soul-destroying doctrine could well be devised than the doctrine that sinners can regenerate themselves, and repent and believe just when they please...As it is a truth both of Scripture and of experience that the unrenewed man can do nothing of himself to secure his salvation, it is essential that he should be brought to practical conviction of that truth. When thus convinced, and not before, he seeks help from the only source whence it can be obtained.
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There were times when I got frightened. Things weren't going right, so I just went out and got smashed. That's me. Something goes wrong, I find a bottle. I don't like it about myself but I've done it before and I'll do it again. But I never vanished for days or held up shooting or quit the picture.
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Some photographers take reality... and impose the domination of their own thought and spirit. Others come before reality more tenderly and a photograph to them is an instrument of love and revelation.
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I'm not terribly confrontational, but I've gotten better at holding my ground.
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The highest happiness of man ... is to have probed what is knowable and quietly to revere what is unknowable.
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The secret of happiness is freedom, the secret of freedom is courage.
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Can any man say with certainty that he was happy at a particular moment of time which he remembers as being delightful? Remembering it certainly makes him happy, because he realizes how happy he could have been, but at the actual moment when the alleged happiness was occurring, did he really feel happy? He was like a man owning a piece of ground in which, unknown to himself, a treasure lay buried.
