Virginia Woolf Quotes
Rhoda comes now, having slipped in while we were not looking. She must have made a tortuous course, taking cover now behind a waiter, now behind some ornamental pillar, so as to put off as long as possible the shock of recognition, so as to be secure for one more moment to rock her petals in her basin. We wake her. We torture her. She dreads us, she despises us, yet she comes cringing to our sides because for al our cruelty there is always some name, some face which sheds a radiance, which lights up her pavements and makes it possible for her to replenish her dreams.
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Our franchises have never been healthier. Our league, in terms of its economic footing, has never been healthier.
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There is a shortage of doctors, and the American Medical Association is aiming to keep it that way.
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I am the last guy that wants to quit making music.
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Back in 1999 and 2000, a few of us... a very few of us... Douglas Clegg, Seth Godin and I... offered free electronic copies of our books in an effort to reach an audience we otherwise wouldn't have reached and to test out a new marketing concept for books. Despite the industry screaming we were crazy, it worked.
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The Irish do not want anyone to wish them well; they want everyone to wish their enemies ill.
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I've made a decision and now I must face the consequences.
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I never thought I'd be in a position where people would be talking about my sexuality and saying how good I look in underwear.
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I never wanted to be a millionaire. I just wanted to live like one.
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Their chief residence was Bagdad, where they remained until the eleventh century, an age fatal in Oriental history, from the disasters of which the Princes of the Captivity were not exempt.
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I'm fascinated by the way Diane Arbus saw things. She came from this fashion background and then twisted it.
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I was a nursery school teacher, and I worked with youth groups. I loved that job. It was exhausting, but you got a lot back - all their purity and insight and innocence is so on the surface, and they're so unrepressed; they'd really scream at you and then give you a massive kiss.
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If you ask three people what it means to be Christian, you will get three different answers. Some feel being baptized is sufficient. Others feel you must accept the Bible as immutable historical fact. Still others require a belief that all those who do not accept Christ as their personal savior are doomed to hell.
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See, the SAG awards caught me totally by surprise.
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I've always wanted to do a lot of things.
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I know how to wrap my turban a little better now. In the beginning, it was a little weird.
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I'm quite confident with the way that I look but you find something else to focus on don't you if, I mean I, I have body issues that's my thing so you find something to focus on when you're a perfectionist, I think.
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That was my challenge as an actress: to be a necessary part of the office without being too aggressive.
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I really loved animals when I was little - my friend and I had an imaginary vet's office; we would mime doing surgery on animals. We treated more injuries than illnesses - fixing with a baby bear with a broken leg, removing a tumor. Of course, our surgeries would take about five seconds; that's how good we were.
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Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.
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The artists I look up to are the ones who push their own limits.
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We are here, not because we are law-breakers; we are here in our efforts to become law-makers.
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I tried to walk with my head high. It was really hard.
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Sure, I’m sad, but I’m not looking to soothe that sadness by replacing it with a new relationship. Women are allowed to be sad, and they’re allowed to be single, and they don’t need to hear that one day a man is going to make it all go away by telling her she is good enough again. She’s good enough as she is.
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Rhoda comes now, having slipped in while we were not looking. She must have made a tortuous course, taking cover now behind a waiter, now behind some ornamental pillar, so as to put off as long as possible the shock of recognition, so as to be secure for one more moment to rock her petals in her basin. We wake her. We torture her. She dreads us, she despises us, yet she comes cringing to our sides because for al our cruelty there is always some name, some face which sheds a radiance, which lights up her pavements and makes it possible for her to replenish her dreams.
