Stevie Smith Quotes
It is the privilege of the rich To waste the time of the poor To water with tears in secret A tree that grows in secret That bears fruit in secret That ripened falls to the ground in secret And manures the parent tree Oh the wicked tree of hatred and the secret The sap rising and the tears falling.
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I wish my school days could have dragged on a little longer, or that I could go back and do it later in life.
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The mob spirit has grown with the increasing intelligence of the Afro-American.
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When I first decided to launch a clothing line, I was pregnant with my daughter Spencer-Margaret, so I looked for a retailer with values that mirrored my own growing family concerns. Kmart is a family store where value-conscious moms shop, so my partnership with Kmart seemed like a natural fit.
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I love people who break boundaries and always create something new and fresh.
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Everyone agrees to that; but when we come to define truth, dissension starts.
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We've got 942 friends on Facebook, but when was the last time we spent an afternoon sitting in High Park with one of them?
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All I have to do to continue to make things work is make great records, and that's more important than having a crazy master plan.
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The writing part of my life never changes, because that's just when the inspiration comes.
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When we examine the opinions of men, we find that nothing is more uncommon than common sense; or, in other words, they lack judgment to discover plain truths or to reject absurdities and palpable contradictions.
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The trouble with most comedians who try to do satire is that they are essentially brash, noisy and indelicate people who have to use a sledge hammer to smash a butterfly.
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Is it possible for us to witness a world without America and Zionism? You should know that this slogan, this goal, can certainly be achieved.
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No amount of money today could possibly give me the thrill that first $400 check gave me. My first story was entitled, 'Dejah Thoris, Princess of Mars.' Metcalf changed it to 'Under the Moons of Mars.' It was later published in book form as A Princess of Mars.
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Never be afraid of the moments-thus sings the voice of the everlasting.
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There's also a dark vein of intolerance in some parts of the party. What do I mean by that? What I mean by that is they still sort of look down on minorities.
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And the body of a dead youthLies stretched upon the groundUpon the filthy pavementsNo reason can be foundBlack day in July
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Put simply, if an interface is poorly designed, I will not see the data I looked for, even if it is right there on the page.
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There is a contract between the reader and the writer. The readers give me their hard-earned cash, and I have to entertain them.
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My husband is a martial artist, and he thinks it's hilarious that I have a stage-fighting-proficiency certificate. He thinks that's ridiculous. Can't say I've used it much.
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I despise people who depend on these things [heroin and cocaine]. If you really want a mind-altering experience, look at a tree.
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Thirst was made for water; inquiry for truth. What you now call the free play of inquiry has neither more nor less to do with the ends for which intelligence was given you than masturbation has to do with marriage.
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You know, we don't have any decorative sprigs of rosemary; we're not placing little matchstick radishes onto an hors d'oeuvre... The food's gotta taste good. The concept's gotta taste good.
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Losing my father at a tender age was extremely important in being able to accept what happened to me later when I became a quadriplegic.
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Bernie Sanders even reminded me of the way I felt at parties over the years. You go to a party, you don't know anybody, you sort of wander around. You hold a drink in your hand, you don't know what to do. This poor guy Bernie, he was at a loss with this group of people he didn't know.
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It is the privilege of the rich To waste the time of the poor To water with tears in secret A tree that grows in secret That bears fruit in secret That ripened falls to the ground in secret And manures the parent tree Oh the wicked tree of hatred and the secret The sap rising and the tears falling.
