Saul Bellow Quotes
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I was born in the city's general hospital on November 15, 1930, and we lived at 31 Amherst Avenue in the western suburbs. It was a magical place. There were receptions at the French Club, race meetings at the Shanghai Racecourse, and various patriotic gatherings at the British Embassy on the Bund, the city's glamorous waterfront area.
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I can't read novels while I'm writing a novel, because somebody's voice creeps in.
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Evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our own table.
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I'm a very proud actor.
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I don't prepare myself for a specific fighter. I don't choose a fight to prepare myself for another fighter.
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I really had no great love for shoes. I was a working First Lady; I was always in canvas shoes. I did nurture the shoes industry of the Philippines, and so every time there was a shoe fair, I would receive a pair of shoes as a token of gratitude.
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To me, I think when women who have children are fighting overseas, that's long distance. And that's very challenging. I really honor those families that do that.
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I told Mr. Nader today that a vote for Ralph Nader is really a vote for George Bush.
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We are not educated well enough to perform the necessary act of intelligently selecting our leaders.
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Sometimes it's hard to be a woman giving all your love to just one man.
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I'm not saying that hip-hop needs gay rappers or anything, but they need to stop being so close-minded because that will just cause the genre to fail. Look at pop. Pop doesn't discriminate against people. Look at Lady Gaga, y'know what I mean?
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People talk about this Julia Roberts almost like it's a cup of Pepsi. People think Julia Roberts is something they created. The fact is, 26 years ago, there was this scrunched-up little pink baby named Julia Roberts. I am a girl, like anybody else.
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To array a man's will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
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Violence is the weapon of weak, non-violence that of the strong.
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Beloved, I sought you here and there, asked for news of you from all I met; then saw you through myself and found we were identical. Now I blush to think I ever searched for signs of you.
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If there were nothing else of Abraham Lincoln for history to stamp him with, it is enough to send him with his wreath to the memory of all future time, that he endured that hour, that day, bitterer than gall - indeed a crucifixion day - that it did not conquer him - that he unflinchingly stemmed it, and resolved to lift himself and the Union out of it.
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For me, my writing benefits from my experience.
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It is not that the French are not profound, but they all express themselves so well that we are led to take their geese for swans.
