Sarah Hall Quotes
At night, in the garden, it occurs to you that it might have been your heart that left you as you reached the capital. Your heart might not have travelled well, closed up in its cavity, quivering and gnawing at the bars of your ribcage during the commute. It might be tracking north now, along edgelands, past spoil-heaps and stands of pylons, under motorway passes, back to the higher ground. Back to him.
Quotes to Explore
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My failures have been errors in judgment, not of intent.
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At 10, I heard Neil Diamond's 'Solitary Man' and it moved me so deeply I stood, frozen in place during school recess, feeling such empathy for the narrator in Diamond's masterpiece that my heart was smashed.
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I was a fat kid who didn't discover the joys of active play at the time of life when we're supposed to be imprinted with a love of movement. That means that I'd rather be called for jury duty than go to the gym, but I go anyway.
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These statements about torture, about alleged misuse of power and things like that, insulted the Filipinos more than their leader because it was made to appear as if Filipinos would tolerate a leader who would torture his own people, who would utilize his executive prerogatives for abuses.
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I don't want to make games for 12-year-olds. I have no interest in that. I haven't been 12 in a long time.
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The Spirit of the Holy Ghost is the teacher in the temple. He teaches principles of eternal significance. It is during these instructions that we see the relationship between the earthly and the eternal. We must remember that the Spirit teaches only those who are teachable.
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My choosing Islam was not a political statement; it was a spiritual statement.
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North Korea is probably the only country in the world deliberately kept out of the Internet.
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A lot of the things I was doing on the first couple Washed Out releases was very naive.
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I genuinely liked all of the cast members very much. Steve had a wicked sense of humor. I remember Russell coming to my rescue, once. I watched Eric evolve before everyone's eyes. Maurice loved what he did, so. He treated his character with respect, down to the costuming.
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I'm proud of my decade-long fight to have all ophthalmologists re-certify, regardless of age.
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I know Penny Toler and coach Ross have worked hard to put together a strong team this year, and I am ready to start the season with my teammates.
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It was surreal to play opposite Angela Lansbury and Elaine Stritch, Bernadette Peters and Catherine Zeta-Jones. There was so much to learn just from watching them, and it was an honor to share the stage with women who have accomplished what they have.
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My accent is... sort of an Edinburgh sort of soft southwest Scottish accent. It could almost be English.
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I have no regrets.
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Dentistry was an ego trip, and acting is a personal need. Usually it's the reverse, and I honestly don't think I had the talent in my hands to be a good dentist.
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I'd like President Bush to think maybe there's another way to think, that maybe Kissinger was wrong when he says we had to go in there because he was wrong about Vietnam.
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I leave abortion to the woman. I just fundamentally end there. I absolutely support a woman's right to choose.
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You should not be defined by one bad performance.
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When you're modeling you're actually acting for the camera and the photographer. It's more fun, too because there are no lines to memorize.
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Strictly speaking, relativism does not permit social progress, because the new culture is by definition no better than the one it replaced.
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Change is never a matter of ability, it's always a matter of motivation.
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When we worship you in the form of bread... we always see you as an adult. But every year at Christmas, you reveal yourself to us as a child born in a crib. We stand in silent amazement...In silent adoration we stand before the mystery, like Mary when the shepherd came and told her what they had seen and heard: 'She kept all these things, pondering them in her heart.'
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At night, in the garden, it occurs to you that it might have been your heart that left you as you reached the capital. Your heart might not have travelled well, closed up in its cavity, quivering and gnawing at the bars of your ribcage during the commute. It might be tracking north now, along edgelands, past spoil-heaps and stands of pylons, under motorway passes, back to the higher ground. Back to him.
