Samuel Beckett Quotes
I, of whom I know nothing, I know my eyes are open, because of the tears that pour from them unceasingly.
Samuel Beckett
Quotes to Explore
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I struggle if I have chaos around me, but at the same time, if I don't have it, I'm uncomfortable. It's a strange thing: If I don't have chaos, I create it.
Sam Taylor-Wood
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You're not a historian, but most historians will tell you that they make very discrete judgment as to what facts to omit in order to make their book into some shape, some length that can be managed.
Oliver Stone
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I can create institutions, but I can't rewrite the chips in people's heads.
Paddy Ashdown
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Words aren't very good at describing complicated, strange visual things. You can try, and the reader will have some sort of image in their mind, but words aren't good at that.
Yann Martel
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We need to ask who is the enemy, and the enemies are terrorists.
Zbigniew Brzezinski
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I'm not really a piano player, but I play enough to get away with it.
Sam Hunt
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We've got to win them all and get help from other teams, but we are going to push until the end.
Saku Koivu
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What I really want is a commercial hit. If you're in a hit, you're suddenly a star, whether you acted well or not.
Tanya Roberts
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I will sing happy songs, and I do sing happy songs, but the stuff that's going to move me and going to make me close my eyes is always the blues.
Sam Smith
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And looks commercing with the skies,Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.
John Milton
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One of my first role models was Eugene Lang, a wealthy businessman who went back to his elementary school in East Harlem and addressed the sixth-grade class. He looked out at that sea of faces and said, "If any of you wants to go to college, I will pay for it." When I read that, I burst into tears. It was so generous and so basic. Not fluffy. I can't understand why we scrimp on education and shortchange our kids. Why would the citizenry do that to the people who are going to inherit its republic?
Bette Midler
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I, of whom I know nothing, I know my eyes are open, because of the tears that pour from them unceasingly.
Samuel Beckett