Virginia Woolf Quotes
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People from the most horrendous of childhoods can have good lives, but it comes down to a very seemingly simple word. 'Choice.'
Laura Schlessinger
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As an athlete, you only have so much time. The window only has so much time and then it closes. You have to take care of yourself the best you can.
Barry Bonds
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The husbands, who sometimes have another family who's grown, are going, Now I can spend time with my baby. Oh yeah, I bet your other family is really thrilled.
Jackie Collins
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Before I came to Bollywood, lot of people told me that here things are not very professional, but I've had no such experience.
Rakul Preet Singh
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When Goldie Hawn wrote her memoirs, no one said Goldie Hawn was snitching. When Jane Fonda wrote her memoirs, no one said Jane Fonda was snitching.
Karrine Steffans
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Manhood is taking care of your family and being able to bless other people. Not yourself - but whether you can bless other people.
Magic Johnson
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You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.
Ernest Hemingway
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There are many people who do view scientific research as alienating from religion and from God, and when so many people do, there must be some reason for it.
George Coyne
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When evening comes, I return home and go into my study. On the threshold I strip off my muddy, sweaty clothes of everyday, and put on the robes of court and palace, and in this graver dress I enter the antique courts of the ancients and am welcomed by them, and there I taste the food that alone is mine, and for which I was born. And there I make bold to speak to them and ask the motives of their actions, and they, in their humanity, reply to me. And for the space of four hours I forget the world, remember no vexation, fear poverty no more, tremble no more at death; I pass indeed into their world.
Niccolò di Bernardo dei Machiavelli
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The tragedy of music is that it begins with perfection.
Morton Feldman
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Create good habits away from your instrument; use strangeness.
Arnold Jacobs
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Tragedies come in the hungry hours.
Virginia Woolf