Vladimir Nabokov Quotes
I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.
Vladimir Nabokov
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We ended up realizing that's not an economical way to create creatures, putting people in green leotards and figuring it out later. You can maybe do that if you're making 'Avatar,' but we need to know what the creatures look like before we turn on the camera.
D. B. Weiss
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In a repressed society, artists fulfil a sense of harking back to instant gratification, or immediate expression, by doing things that function on the edge of society, or outside of what is conventionally accepted.
Bat for Lashes
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Blessedness consists in the accomplishment of our desires, and in our having only regular desires.
Saint Augustine
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During my early years, I was mercurially lively, always in motion, spilling over with pranks, impertinent and precocious, and, at the same time, intractably stubborn and angry if anything went against my will.
Edith Stein
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Better mad with the rest of the world than wise alone.
Baltasar Gracian
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I tell people marriage is a compromise, and so are renovations.
Candice Olson
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In the heyday of the Oscars, there were electric sparks flying. When Cher went in her fabulous Bob Mackie dress and her Mohawk, and Bjoerk with her swan dress. Then we thought it was bad taste; now I think it should have been the best dress because she stood out.
Andre Leon Talley
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Comedy's so subjective, and if someone comes to watch, doesn't get it, doesn't find it funny, then fine.
Johnny Vegas
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The number one thing is creating this world ["Trolls" ] - what the world is going to look like, feel like and what technology will we need to use to get there.
Walt Dohrn
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I had some good teachers. One of the greatest teachers I've had is bluegrass music: going back and listening to Bill Monroe's music, the Stanley Brothers, Flatt & Scruggs. When I was with Ralph Stanley I learned a lot from him.
Rickie Lee Skaggs
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I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.
Vladimir Nabokov