Vladimir Nabokov Quotes
I could isolate, consciously, little. Everything seemed blurred, yellow-clouded, yielding nothing tangible. Her inept acrostics, maudlin evasions, theopathies - every recollection formed ripples of mysterious meaning. Everything seemed yellowly blurred, illusive, lost.
Vladimir Nabokov
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The special thing about 'Lost Girl' is it can be campy at times, but the show doesn't take itself too seriously, which is what separates it from other sci-fi TV shows. I love that.
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Three publishers came to me at the White House after George lost and said, 'We would like to publish your book.' I said, 'Well, I don't have a book,' and they said well it's a well known fact that you have kept diaries.
Barbara Bush
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Whatever I'm doing, I'm in that moment and I'm doing it. The rest of the world's lost. If I'm cooking some food or making soup, I want it to be lovely. If not, what's the point of doing it?
Sade Adu
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I became a people-watcher when I lost all my friends when I was 12.
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Once a landscape is industrialized, its wild character is lost for good. You can't recreate untouched tundra, mountain meadows, crystal clear streams, and animals that have never encountered toxic waste.
Frances Beinecke
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War, I have always said, forces men to change their standards, regardless of whether their country has won or lost.
Salvatore Quasimodo
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I've lost many of my best friends... I'm going to satisfy myself now, not the critics, not even my friends.
Elia Kazan
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What's interesting to me is the distinction between my old life and my present life.
Ira Sachs
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The person who lives life fully, glowing with life’s energy, is the person who lives a successful life.
Daisaku Ikeda
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When it comes to the business side of it, as much as you might hate it, the reality is that you give the record company a sort of ownership of your songs, so you've got to make sure you're getting everything you can out of it now, because if you're not, then who is?
Paolo Nutini
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God buries our sins in the depths of the sea and then puts up a sign that reads, "No fishing."
Corrie Ten Boom
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I could isolate, consciously, little. Everything seemed blurred, yellow-clouded, yielding nothing tangible. Her inept acrostics, maudlin evasions, theopathies - every recollection formed ripples of mysterious meaning. Everything seemed yellowly blurred, illusive, lost.
Vladimir Nabokov