Nikolas "Nik" Wallenda (Nik Wallenda) Quotes
There was no way to focus on the movement of the cable. If I looked down at the cable there was water moving everywhere. And if I looked up there was heavy mist blowing in front of my face. So it was a very unique, a weird sensation.

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Triumphant hours are the Lark's
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Reason is the servant of instinct.
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Beauty, midnight, vision dies: Let the winds of dawn that blow Softly round your dreaming head Such a day of welcome show Eye and knocking heart may bless, Find our mortal world enough; Noons of dryness find you fed By the involuntary powers, Nights of insult let you pass Watched by every human love.
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Folly ends where genuine hope begins.
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Do not grieve yourself too much for those you hate, nor yet forget them utterly.
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Religious ideas have sprung from the same need as all the other achievements of culture: from the necessity for defending itself against the crushing supremacy of nature.
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I do not think an enormous permanent underclass is a very good thing to have if you're attempting to operate something that at least pretends sometimes to be a democracy.
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The writer probably knows what he meant when he wrote a book, but he should immediately forget what he meant when he's written it.
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I was looking for Quincy Jones, that's who I was obsessed with. Watching Mike Jackson, I always knew that I had to be a showman on stage, because when people come to you live you always want them to come back. You gotta give them something to remember.
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She was a woman of uncertain age.
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Do one heroic thing today; big or small doesn't matter because it defines who you are and what you really believe.
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Hearing is a form of touch. You feel it through your body, and sometimes it almost hits your face.
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What shocks me is that so many people leave care and become homeless, and when you're homeless you get into crime, prostitution and drugs, and it is a vicious circle. That's what we need to change.
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The greatest mistake in the treatment of diseases is that there are physicians for the body and physicians for the soul, although the two cannot be separated.
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Apart from the positive woes of perdition, an eternity of wretchedness grows from the want of love to Christ as naturally as the oak grows from the acorn, or the harvest from the scattered grain. It is not that love to Christ merits heaven; it does far better, it makes heaven. It is, as it were, the organ of sensation that takes note of heaven's blessedness.
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There was no way to focus on the movement of the cable. If I looked down at the cable there was water moving everywhere. And if I looked up there was heavy mist blowing in front of my face. So it was a very unique, a weird sensation.