Sebastian Faulks Quotes
As he rounded the corner, he saw two dozen men, naked to the waist, digging a hole thirty yards square at the side of the path. For a moment he was baffled. It seemed to have no agricultural purpose; there was no more planting or ploughing to be done. Then he realized what it was. They were digging a mass grave. He thought of shouting an order to about turn or at least to avert their eyes, but they were almost on it, and some of them had already seen their burial place. The songs died on their lips and the air was reclaimed by the birds.
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If one has curiosity, then one stands the chance of attain a high level of scientific inquiry.
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I like buying iTunes. It's instant.
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I did notice growing up that there are so many things, obstacles and things, that people think you can't do because you're Muslim or because you're wearing a hijab. You hear a lot of no's. That was something that I wanted to see change.
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A low voter turnout is an indication of fewer people going to the polls.
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Actually, my dog I think is the only person who consistently loves me all the time.
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Sometimes some of these little side excursions are useful and I manage to fit them in the book somewhere.
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Rap is the only interesting music left - it's the only genre that's still pushing itself, and experimenting in a way that I find exciting.
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In violent streets and broken homes, the cry of anguished souls is not for more laws but for more conscience and character.
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If your film is in English, it makes it that much easier to get a wide release.
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Delay is the deadliest form of denial.
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It has always been the task of formal education to set up behavior which would prove useful or enjoyable later in a student's life.
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Sometimes I don't know what takes me over during a game. Sometimes I just feel I have moved to a different place and I can make the pass, score the goal or go past my marker at will.
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This house has been far out at sea all night, The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, Winds stampeding the fields under the window Floundering black astride and blinding wet Till day rose; then under an orange sky The hills had new places, and wind wielded Blade-light, luminous black and emerald, Flexing like the lens of a mad eye.
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So I will find my fears and face themor I will cower like a dogI will kick and scream or kneel and pleadI'll fight like hell to hide that I've given up
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I don't really watch my moves all that often; I mean, really, I don't.
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Cat Stevens' music, voice, and energy made me feel so secure. He sounded different from some of the paternal figures in my life, so gentle and kind.
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God will never reject you. Whether you accept Him is your decision.
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I'd like to think I'm a good guy as I've gotten older.
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Here in Washington State, I've supported efforts to provide our law enforcement with the proper training and resources required to meet their changing and demanding needs of their job. In doing so, I feel that the community and the law enforcement relationship will gratefully benefit from a renewed sense of responsibility and accountability.
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In traditional schools, you're penalized for making a mistake. But that won't work in the new information culture, in the digital world we live in today.
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I may be a sleeping politician. But one should know that a sleeping politician is always awake about national politics. I am not like politicians who sleep on national issues though they may be awake physically.
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I had the benefit of watching good people show me what it really is to be an actor – the day in and day out of it.
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As he rounded the corner, he saw two dozen men, naked to the waist, digging a hole thirty yards square at the side of the path. For a moment he was baffled. It seemed to have no agricultural purpose; there was no more planting or ploughing to be done. Then he realized what it was. They were digging a mass grave. He thought of shouting an order to about turn or at least to avert their eyes, but they were almost on it, and some of them had already seen their burial place. The songs died on their lips and the air was reclaimed by the birds.
