Ralph Fiennes Quotes
What moves me in art is how we question who we are as people.
Ralph Fiennes
Quotes to Explore
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'Encyclopedia Brown Takes the Case,' 'The Secret of the Old Clock,' 'Are You There God, It's Me, Margaret,' 'Flowers in the Attic,' 'Gone With the Wind' - these are the books that defined my childhood. They thrilled me. They made me feel like I wasn't alone in the world.
Karin Slaughter
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There's nothing scarier than unlimited choices.
Oscar Isaac
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The first thing I read was of my character on the phone talking to Sydney's fiance. Though short, it was so beautifully written, and it made me laugh. I thought if I wanted to play a character, this would be it.
Victor Garber
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A Pike, in the California dialect, is a native of Missouri, Arkansas, Northern Texas, or Southern Illinois. The first emigrants that came over the plains were from Pike County, Missouri; but as the phrase, 'a Pike County man,' was altogether too long for this short life of ours, it was soon abbreviated into 'a Pike.'
Bayard Taylor
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I have been doing so much. Speaking engagements... producing... developing a half-hour sitcom... working on a movie... leading acting workshops all over the world... and hosting 'My Black Is Beautiful,' an empowerment TV show I'm doing on BET for women.
Tasha Smith
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We must all learn to adjust with our surroundings.
T-Pain
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I always like to think I'm having a dinner party, and I'm the host, and the audience are my guests.
Caroline Rhea
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Scientists do stand on the shoulders of giants, just as do writers. Conversely, in the arts we do make discoveries. We do refine our tools. So I am arguing with, or at least playing with, the idea that art never improves.
Ian Mcewan
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Of all the hazards, fear is the worst.
Sam Snead
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I never really tell anyone what I'm writing beforehand because I usually don't know what it will be.
Martin McDonagh
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It makes no difference abroad, The seasons fit the same, The mornings blossom into noons, And split their pods of flame.Wild-flowers kindle in the woods, The brooks brag all the day; No blackbird bates his jargoning For passing Calvary.Auto-da-fé and judgment Are nothing to the bee; His separation from his rose To him seems misery.
Emily Dickinson
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What moves me in art is how we question who we are as people.
Ralph Fiennes