Eydie Gorme Quotes
Right now, my voice is better than ever. It changed. I have better low notes than I had before.
Eydie Gorme
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Not counting Small Steps, I think Holes is my best book, in terms of plot, and setting, and the way the story revealed itself. It hasn’t changed my life, other than that I have more money than I did before I wrote it. I’m still too close to Small Steps to compare it to Holes.
Louis Sachar
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Forgivness is letting go of the hope that the past can be changed.
Oprah Winfrey
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I learn a great deal by merely observing you, and letting you talk as long as you please, and taking note of what you do not say.
T. S. Eliot
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The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.
Oscar Wilde
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Both Dixie and I told Mr. Rickey we wanted to be traded, ... After just one road trip, I saw the quality of Jackie the man and the player. From that point on, I was one of many guys fighting to sit next to Jackie whenever I had the opportunity. I told Mr. Rickey I had changed my mind and I was honored to be a teammate of Jackie Robinson.
Bobby Bragan
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I do not see why I should e’er turn back, Or those should not set forth upon my track To overtake me, who should miss me here And long to know if still I held them dear. They would not find me changed from him they knew — Only more sure of all I thought was true.
Robert Frost
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In the United Nations, when China entered, we voted on the same position, and since then we have maintained the same position, that position has not changed.
S. R. Nathan
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How's the game changed in my 15 years in the league? Well, we used to be called hard-working players. Now we're overpaid crybabies.
Brett Hull
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Computers have changed the world of chess.
Vladimir Kramnik
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Everything has changed, except our way of thinking.
Albert Einstein
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Once we have tasted far streams, touched the gold, found some limit beyond the waterfall, a season changes and we come back changed but safe, quiet, grateful.
William Stafford
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With eyes up-rais'd, as one inspir'd, Pale Melancholy sate retir'd, And from her wild sequester'd seat, In notes by distance made more sweet, Pour'd thro' the mellow horn her pensive soul.
William Collins
