Evan Dando Quotes
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I think for being not unsympathetic that their appearance may also appear, so differently it, must; similarly as with animals, which meet us in very different forms, which look somehow harmonious however all. On exactly such forms I would stand.
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I've taught myself how to use good, fresh ingredients and to prepare them as simply as possible by cooking only to enhance their intrinsic flavors.
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The only constant in life is change.
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The only person with whom you have to compare ourselves, is that you in the past. And the only per-son better you should be, this is who you are now.
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Quite truthfully, I have no idea how much the pension is worth because I have never contemplated retiring.
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I think there are a lot of things that find a hiding place in our bodies.
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Feminism hasn't failed, it's just never been tried.
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It's always fun to put on bell bottoms and have your butt hanging out and hip huggers.
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Last night we had three small zucchini for dinner that were grown within fifty feet of our back door. I estimate they cost somewhere in the neighborhood of $371.49 each.
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Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way.
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I was in the parking lot, with the key in the car, and I thought to myself: If this is my last night on earth, would I rather spend it at a business meeting or with this woman? I ran across the parking lot, asked her if she'd have dinner with me. She said yes, we walked into town, and we've been together ever since.
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You can tell when someone is just trying to use you. It becomes just someone who's hanging around. Whenever someone sucks up to me, it never goes anywhere because I'm too boring a guy.
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Hanging on to a resentment, someone once said, is like drinking poison and hoping it will kill someone else.
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Perseverance must have some practical end, or it does not avail the man possessing it. A person without a practical end in view becomes a crank or an idiot. Such persons fill our asylums.
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Admit your errors before someone else exaggerates them.
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In the act of love, as in photography, there is a form of life and a kind of slow death.
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I was hanging out with Jonathan Richman last night.
