Helen Hunt Quotes
On the king's gate the moss grew gray; The king came not. They called him dead And made his eldest son one day Slave in his father's stead.
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I always start a play by calling the characters A, B, and C.
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When my dad, Tommy Tucker Kelly, was about six, he started out with his dad on 'The Black and White Minstrel' Shows.
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There's Catholic guilt about things, then there's the guilt of being the youngest of 10, so when nice things happen to you, you're not really allowed to enjoy them.
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When you're on TV, you come into people's homes. In theater and film, they go to you - to the temple of the cinema or theater. And it's very different.
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The discovery that the universe has no purpose need not prevent a human being from having one.
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What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another?
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My career should adapt to me. Fame is like a VIP pass wherever you want to go.
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An intellectual mind that is unconnected to the heart is an uncultivated mind.
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Harry, just go down to the lake tomorrow, right, stick your head in, yell at the merpeople to give back whatever they’ve nicked, and see if they chuck it out. Best you can do, mate.
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The only sin is stupidity.
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What should a good children’s book be like? If you ask me, I can tell you after thinking long and hard: It must be good.
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The great, God-blessed churches in the world today have one common characteristic: an insistence upon an exposition of God's infallible Word.
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It was a miracle; it was all a miracle: and one ought to have known, from the sufferings of saints, that miracles are horror.
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If tribulation is a necessary element in redemption, we must anticipate that it will never cease till God sees the world to be either redeemed or no further redeemable.
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Cancer is always funny.
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Bazarov drew himself up haughtily. "I don't adopt any one's ideas; I have my own.
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When you're of a different race people distrust you because they are afraid. If you don't give them reason to dislike you, it becomes their problem, not yours.
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On the king's gate the moss grew gray; The king came not. They called him dead And made his eldest son one day Slave in his father's stead.
