T. R. Pearson Quotes
“The husk of a man in the woods below me bled into a creek that fed into a river that sparkled gaily in the winter sun.”
Quotes to Explore
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In the Muslim world, there are many people who have been vocal and we have been very vocal against extremists. But how to win this battle is an ongoing battle. And we must continue to wage the battle for peace.
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Every man prefers to look at a well-shaped woman instead of a rubber ball.
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I have got to the point in my life when a lot of people I know have died or are dying, so I realise that somewhere outside the pearly gates is a queue, shuffling nearer and nearer to the celestial box office.
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Dance should mean something to you.
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Men are every bit as gendered as women.
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Truth is stranger than nonfiction. And life is too interesting to be left to journalists. People have stories, but journalists have 'takes,' and it's their takes that usually win out when the stories are too complicated or, as happens, not complicated enough.
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I am a victim-oriented person. I like to see that the victims know that they have a voice.
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Mitt Romney subscribes to the cynical logic that says the American dream belongs to some of us but not all of us.
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As athletes, we're defined by what we've accomplished. Those are what most people remember and what you get paid for. But I learned more from my failures than from all of my successes put together - failures as an athlete and as a person.
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Typically, a book is published and gets one season in the sun. Eventually, you write another book, and maybe your old books get a bump, but my books seem to keep being discovered and recommended to new people of all ages.
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Martin Luther King said, and it is sadly still true, that one of the most segregated times in America is the hour of worship.
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I've really loved steampunk for a long time, ever since 'Wild Wild West,' and it's always been a genre and an era that's fascinated me. But so often it's set in England, and that doesn't really resonate with me, or maybe it just seems a little overdone.
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There are always going to be critics... and I have always had a rule: no matter how good the commentary is, or how bad the commentary is, it's more important that you do what you think is right.
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You can't just lecture the poor that they shouldn't riot or go to extremes. You have to make the means of legal redress available.
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While I was boxing professionally, I never thought about my looks. The furthest thing from my mind was 'messing up my pretty face' when I was on my way to the ring to meet my opponent. Yet, people I'd meet along the way would always ask me if I was worried about my looks. Then they would go on to say that I was 'too pretty to box.'
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Nothing turns out to be so oppressive and unjust as a feeble government.
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I think entrepreneurs have a great opportunity to think of how to make things more understandable, simple and beautiful.
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Europe and Africa share proximity and history, ideas and ideals, trade and technology. You are tied together by the ebb and flow of people. Migration presents policy challenges - but also represents an opportunity to enhance human development, promote decent work, and strengthen collaboration.
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You will not accept credit that is due to another, or harbor jealousy of an explorer who is more fortunate.
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Capitalism under democracy has a further advantage: its enemies, even when it is attacked, are scattered and weak, and it is usually easily able to array one half of them against the other half, and thus dispose of both.
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The outlook for interest rates is still positive. Canada's economy is still moving ahead, keeping expectations of higher rates alive.
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I realise that man, in his imperfection, can commit innumerable errors - but to devote myself deliberately to errors, that is something I cannot do. I shall never come personally to terms with the Christian lie. Our epoch, in the next 200 years, will certainly see the end of the disease of Christianity. My regret will have been that I could not behold its demise.
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“The husk of a man in the woods below me bled into a creek that fed into a river that sparkled gaily in the winter sun.”
